Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 700 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Amber (90 gp).

Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. He carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished flail as well. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Conrad fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: An older man who is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, he is not a threatening figure. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Laborer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Laborer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Laborer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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: He seems to be bored by most things; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a brown shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: In love, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a grey vest and prefers blue and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are violet and beady.

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 terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born in the east, 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 Sellsword. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sellsword.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (900 gp). Azurite (5 gp). Obsidian (5 gp).