Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a grey tunic with black highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is cut close to his head. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Naeris took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, grey shirt, and black tie. His hair is long and brown with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. 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 does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Eiravel 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 Eiravel. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2100 gp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His ears are large.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

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 a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2800 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars, and carries maces. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Aramil was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (11 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears grey trousers with white and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. A gifted student he started as a Shepherd, but he got bored and became a Healer. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Healer for hire.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and balancing his hectic life and new healer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.