Description: He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished morningstar as well. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Aramil speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A freak accident while working with his Navigator mother left him crippled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longswords and glaives. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Eiravel grew up listening to his father's many stories. Eiravel abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 110 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp).

Description: This man is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His ears are large.

Personality: Rolen is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Rolen 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. Rolen 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 recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 gp.

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. His hair is long and silver with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Raer was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spy hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1400 gp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Jasper (70 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Ivellios was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.