Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly whips and clubs. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is obsessed with his god.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Religious, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 70 pp. Azurite (7 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). White pearl (110 gp).

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Eiravel 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. Eiravel abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel 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; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). Tourmaline (70 gp). Hematite (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Rael lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Bricklayer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears his red hair up. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Heian was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1300 gp. Gold music box (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thervan will drive conversation. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Born in the south to a Priest, Thervan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Thervan 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 became a Priest soon after.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 800 gp. Sard (30 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp).