Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a yellow scarf. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mercenary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mercenary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Barber again; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His black hair is thinning but still full. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Cook born in the past three hundred years. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Debt. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Banded agate (8 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Guardian, Slave, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a hunchback. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a Stableman, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his left hand. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.