Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a blue tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is long and white with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Hematite (5 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp). Zircon (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears long strands of jet and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has worked as a Brewer like his mother before him.

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 being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Hematite (12 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). Amber (80 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Sard (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp).

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears dull green sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed trident, just in case. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Gifted from a young age, Lucan studied abroad. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 900 gp. Black pearl (1200 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He sports a flattop hair cut. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Being a Marshal kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 600 gp. Alexandrite (1300 gp).

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Berrian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Berrian's homeland. Berrian decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.