Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a yellow vest and prefers tan and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Beggar. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Beggar. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Thamior was raised in a hard working conservative environment. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He struck the Animal Trainer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 340 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (900 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (50 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dull tan sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed whip, just in case. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Immeral was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: A small bag of saffron. (40 gp).

Description: This man wears skinny pants and wears a blue and grey robe with the hood down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is cut close to his head. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new servant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly flails and longswords. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Aramil 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. Aramil abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1500 gp.