Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and 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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp. Red spinel (160 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Vanuath was born with his father's beautiful face. 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. 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. Vanuath fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Brewer. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Raer was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Raer 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. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he likes to wear green tank tops with blue pants. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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. Heian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 190 pp.