Description: This dark-skinned male wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His black hair is thinning but still full. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Hubert speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Hubert was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Hubert was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Hubert decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (130 gp).

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and very much looks the part of a Guard. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. He has green eyes and a brown hat with a green feather.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Roger was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He worked as a nervous Guard and found it very stressful. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born to a Doctor, his father struggled to pay the bills. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adam fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 2100 sp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp).

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull grey iron scale mail, and carries warhammers. He sports a flattop hair cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He got into the Baker business at a young age. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heward fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Sculptor again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 14000 cp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Hugh took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hugh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp.