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. He has a very tight haircut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 110000 cp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears dull brown sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his red hair up. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aramil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He wears professional attire, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. He has moderate length black hair. 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 considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Halimath was born with his mother'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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Moss agate (5 gp).

Description: He wears a white vest and prefers black and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.