Description: He dresses like a well dressed Dilettante does. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He got into the Dilettante business at a young age. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (50 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His black hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Raer was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 500 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). 1 Medium magic item.