Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His head has been shaved. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 sp. Silver pearl (80 gp). Jasper (20 gp). 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Backpack. 1 Simple lock.

Description: He usually wears his black robe and has his lance always slung over his shoulder, and carries lances. His black hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He worked as a nervous Shoemaker and found it very stressful. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Clerebold was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Cook. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull black iron scale mail. He carries a battered crossbow and tarnished hand crossbow as well. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Sculptor. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: An older man who prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts, he is not a threatening figure. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mercenary profession.

History: Randal was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to be a mercenary again

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp.