Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Tharivol was born the youngest of three triplets. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mercenary. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Slave, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Body Guard. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aramil is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: Aramil lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Body Guard. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Body Guard responsibilities is difficult; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2000 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe, and he perpetually has his lance ready. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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, Thervan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Thervan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2500 gp. Rock crystal (40 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). Coral (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He became a Ploughman soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His hair is golden and curly. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Theriatis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He worked as a nervous Miller and found it very stressful. He became a Miller soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.