Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He has moderate length brown hair. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sellsword. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is obsessed with his god.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When Rolen 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. Being a Weaver kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. White pearl (160 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Azurite (12 gp). Coral (160 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Varis was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Varis's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Varis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2000 gp. Violet garnet (400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp). Pink diamond (8000 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp).