Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'10". He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Roofer. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion.

Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a nunchaku on her belt. She carries a battered longsword and tarnished nunchaku as well. She has white crest. Her ears are large.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Daar was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Her parents enrolled her in a Barbarian school at a young age so that she could practice her necromantic talents. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Daar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He usually wears his violet robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 130 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a tan shirt with thin black vertical stripes and white pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Berrian is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gifted student he started as a Miller, but he got bored and became a Banker. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Addict, Greedy. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 sp.