Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Mercenary. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Beiro was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mercenary. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Herbalist they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mercenary, and he later adopted a second daughter.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp. Pink pearl (80 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Obsidian (15 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His black hair is long and unkept. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 pp. Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 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 carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is white and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Mindartis lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden pearl (100 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Rose (80 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.