Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. His hair is silver and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. After a long history of fighting, Mindartis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2300 gp. A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'5" and muscular, this southern man wears a grey wide-brimmed hat and grey clothes. He has moderate length golden hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When Nim reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a tan shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and tan pants. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Armorer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 700 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (160 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (5000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (160 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (10 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Uthemar was born with his father's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: This man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it, and sports empty pouches on his belt. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Painter

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

Possessions: 12000 sp. Eye agate (9 gp).