Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and carries spears. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. 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: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of gnolls 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Obsidian (8 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp).

Description: This western man wears silk and lounges about seductively. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is long and golden with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. 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 left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and 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

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 4000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (1700 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and carries bastard swords. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Caeldrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1200 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1500 gp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Sard (30 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp).

Description: He likes to wear red tank tops with black pants. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is red and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Naal will drive conversation. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When Naal reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to be a farmer again

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.