Description: This northern man wears a worn and beaten armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has a very tight haircut. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). Banded agate (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'7" western man, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Suhnae reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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. 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. Suhnae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. His hair is brown and very short. 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 highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Tharivol 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 would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Insomniac, Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 900 gp. Pink pearl (50 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Red garnet (50 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His auburn hair is cut short. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. 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 into a rich family. 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. He has achieved small success as a Actor.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 14000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp).