Description: A 6'2" northern man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His crest, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He got into the Beggar business at a young age. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Quarethon has worked very hard to control his curse. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a long, black cloak, and he perpetually has his longbow ready. He keeps his brass crest in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Mozikth was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barkeep. He struck the Barkeep job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a brown tunic with blue highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

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. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and green handkerchief worn on her right side. She is physically well-built. She has done her best to style her auburn hair to look like a famous performer. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. The war was a terrible time for her, and Millicent does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She bought a mace and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.