Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears his rusty crest up. He has red eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry 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 Bricklayer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bricklayer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Bricklayer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: 6'1" and muscular, this northern woman is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her copper crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. She has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born at the edge of vast island. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Savaran was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She bought a warhammer and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Bonds: Rich, Military, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her head has been shaved. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She hates giants. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Tervaround is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She got into the Sellsword business at a young age. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull white iron scale mail, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born in the south. A gifted student he started as a Scribe, but he got bored and became a Guard. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new guard responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 130 gp. Rhodochrosite (11 gp). 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: This man likes to wear green tank tops with red pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a flattop hair cut. His half smiles and white eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in the north to a Fletcher, Chem learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Chem took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He struck the Fletcher job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Chain shirt.