Description: This exceptionally lanky man sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Masseuse born in the past three hundred years. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He's also a talented Marshal, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 2'11" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. His hair is brown and very short. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Persistence, Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She carries with her a set of maces on her belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She wears a colorful flower in her rusty crest. She has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Driindar grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Servant. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He worked as a nervous Servant and found it very stressful. He tends to his Servant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 50 gp. 3 Thunderstones.