Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He keeps his long red fur kept up in a rat tail. His copper eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 37. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tricking grew up listening to his father's many stories. He found a children's book about a Tabaxi Expert who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. 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 Brewer responsibilities is difficult; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Ogbur was raised in a hard working conservative environment. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: Standing 3'4", this man tends to wear a large red jacket. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Oren was born with his mother's beautiful face. He worked as a nervous Masseuse and found it very stressful. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He is physically well-built. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Trey was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: 5'3" and muscular, this southern woman is wearing a long, tan cloak. She wears her chestnut hair up. She tend to wears goggles to shield her 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. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Maiathah was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Maiathah decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 4000 cp.