Description: He wears dull grey sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Fivin was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Layabout they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stableman, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and doesn't want to be a stableman and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hand crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has no hair. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His parents were killed by dire rats in a raid when he was still a young child. The dire rats captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born to a Mason, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When Efferil 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Naeris lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Detective, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 310 pp. Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Jet (140 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Rose (30 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and he perpetually has his axe ready. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has gray eyes and a tan hat with a black feather.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 11000 sp.