Description: A 5'1" northern man, he wears long strands of amethyst and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His black hair is knotted and matted. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his broad grey hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. After months of barely getting by, Theriatis managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. Beiro enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 230 pp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He usually wears his yellow robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He got into the Layabout business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Sellsword, but he got bored and became a Layabout. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His ears are large.

Personality: Tharivol is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2100 gp.