Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He very much looks the part of a Fisher. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fisher work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fisher work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fisher responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

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. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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 feels kind of lost in life; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His crest, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in the west to a Map Maker, Kiirith learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Kiirith was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Kiirith decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: 4'1" and muscular, this northern man is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. His silver hair is singed and shortened. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Morkral was born the youngest of three triplets. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

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 a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 700 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).