Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a brown tunic with white highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 3000 cp. Rose (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a green costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 3'2", this man is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. He has no hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Namfoodle was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Joker, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in the east to a Marshal, Efferil learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 cp. Red garnet (60 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has dyed his greying brass crest a little too much giving a sharp brass color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Norkruuth hails from a village terrorized by brigands. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.