Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly ceremonial daggers and falchions. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Cartwright profession.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by a spirit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a white costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He wears his golden hair down. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Radomir was born with his father's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Radomir took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her white crest is braided into rings. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Pogranix grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Pogranix. 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. Pogranix fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available she will default to her sword. She sports black long hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Glassblower. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.