Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 3000 gp. Obsidian (13 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Clear bright green emerald (7000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt, and he perpetually has his shortspear ready. His golden hair is singed and shortened. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Korfel took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 20000 sp. Moss agate (11 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 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. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears his white hair down. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Map Maker. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Disease, Mundane, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Quarion grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Fletcher and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1300 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp).