Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and white robe with the hood down. He wears his brown hair up. His eyes are likewise hazel.

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. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Aelar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His first spouse was a Scribe, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Dyer born in the past three hundred years. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. 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. Naill took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dyer.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a Sellsword, his father struggled to pay the bills. His childhood dream was to be a Sellsword, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Marshal job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a sellsword again

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Banded agate (13 gp).