Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He carries with him a set of maces on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Fivin speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Fivin was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

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 passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His childhood dream was to be a Mayor, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Barkeep job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 pp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Pink pearl (130 gp). Coral (130 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Emerald (1200 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with grey pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mercenary business.

History: Born in the south to a Mercenary, Korfel learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mercenary for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.