Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears bulky green painted plate armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a very tight haircut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Obsidian (6 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Eiravel is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

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. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 pp. Malachite (11 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Rose (40 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Azurite (11 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a green wide-brimmed hat and green clothes. He wears his chestnut hair down. His eyes are green.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Farmer. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Brewer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Seamstress, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: He wears a red tunic with blue highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of clubs on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 40000 cp. Red garnet (60 gp). Rose (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp).