Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his monstrous two handed axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Adventurer born in the past three hundred years. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He struck the Adventurer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is typically in his Armorer uniform. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has a very tight haircut. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

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. His childhood dream was to be a Apothecary, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Armorer.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Depressed, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 70000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is chestnut and very short. His ears are large.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 160 pp. Amber (120 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Moss agate (15 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He is portly but not overly obese. His golden hair is thinning but still full. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Born in the north to a Masseuse, Quarion learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp. Violet garnet (1300 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Amber (90 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. His red hair is still thick. 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 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 is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Traki fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.