Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1400 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting brigands, the young Rolen began to lead the lost caravan. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Rolen was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 600 gp. Aquamarine (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Immeral 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. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1500 gp. Smoky quartz (30 gp). Blue sapphire (1300 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Iolite (30 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

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. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1300 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.