Description: This exceptionally lanky man tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. 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 born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). 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: Seeks redemption; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His auburn hair is cut short. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: This man wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his black hair down. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep green spinel (100 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Carnelian (20 gp).

Description: 5'6" and muscular, this southern man wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 37. 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 enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 13000 cp. Carnelian (40 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Flaws: Disease, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp.