Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his monstrous two handed axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is golden and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 61. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Vanuath was born the youngest of three triplets. When Vanuath reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 700 gp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp).

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is knotted and matted. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a Shepherd, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp).

Description: He wears a pastel tunic with grey highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is portly but not overly obese. He has no hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents were killed by orcs in a raid when he was still a young child. The orcs captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is short and blonde. His eyes are green.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. 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 in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2400 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1900 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (20 gp).

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Eye agate (16 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). Sard (40 gp).