Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a fancy black suit. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Theriatis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 8000 gp. Citrine (40 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Azurite (13 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. 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 was born in the west. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he has a crush on the local armorer

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (100 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (5000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears bulky white painted plate armor. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson white hat.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Theriatis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1100 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and green robe with the hood down. His silver hair is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. 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. Ivellios took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

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 a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are blue.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Varis 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. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Varis grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Varis. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.