Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Nuraval hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nuraval fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 sp. 3 Holy water.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He has done his best to style his gray fur to look like a famous performer. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Performer father left him crippled. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 sp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp).

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She prefers to wear green clothing when she does not wear armor. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She wears a colorful flower in her red hair. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Astaro is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She dresses like a well dressed Mason does, and she perpetually has her mace ready. Her blue crest is thinning but still full. Her eyes are gold and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She is a great chef.

History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. Her divine abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She bought a mace and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.