Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His golden hair is cut short. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 7 Acid flasks. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Lazy. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His tied-back hair is white. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull brown iron scale mail. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Simon was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2700 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.