Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mercenary, marred by sweets. He has no hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Soveliss was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Mercenary and found it very stressful. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Rolen hails from a village terrorized by drow. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Miner. He has achieved small success as a Miner.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his red hair up. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Armorer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aramil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He wears professional attire, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. He has moderate length black hair. 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 considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Halimath was born with his mother's beautiful face. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1000 gp. Peridot (80 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Moss agate (5 gp).

Description: He wears a white vest and prefers black and violet shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.