Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Immeral 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 bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 18000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is dressed in an above average manner. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Rolen was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 7000 gp. Deep green spinel (90 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Red spinel (90 gp). Jade (90 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Amber (90 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Zircon (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Naeris studied abroad. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Knight hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he has a crush on the local scribe

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

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 mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Being a Butcher kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 800 gp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Through the years after Efferil was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Efferil's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 900 gp. Alexandrite (1500 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp).