Description: He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 53. 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. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoberyl (150 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Azaki fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 2000 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He usually wears his black robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. His hair is short and black. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born in the east. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, goblins burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the east, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying east to reunite his family. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 pp. Eye agate (6 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Moonstone (70 gp).