Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a simple grey robe with red stripes complete with hood. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Fivin was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear flannel. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Immeral has worked very hard to control his curse. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His eyes are green.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 Body Guard. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mindartis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Mindartis was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mindartis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull brown sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears his auburn hair down. 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 has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Theriatis has worked very hard to control his curse. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.