Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His brown hair is long and unkept. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. 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: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case, and carries shortbows. His blue hair is still thick. His eyes are silver and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vassago grew up listening to his mother's many stories. After coming to the age of reason, Vassago took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He became a Hunter soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Hunter responsibilities is difficult; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears a brown vest and prefers black and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Solomon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Tailor business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Map Maker, but he got bored and became a Tailor. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He stands about 6'2" and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has black crest. He is baby faced.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Gargax was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Herbalist. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 cp.