Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He is physically well-built. His hair is cut close to his head. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (120 gp).

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants, and carries glaives. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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 in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. At a young age his mother died while driving off some orcs. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in glaive use. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bricklayer.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 200 pp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Hematite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has shaved his head bald. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 42. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aerdeth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 gp.