Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a simple white robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His hair is always cut to a buzz. 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 has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Pirithin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Detective. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 40 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His tied-back hair is brown. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He struck the Miller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This northern man wears a brown coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his long yellow fur kept up in a rat tail. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

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 very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Sun was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He sports a flattop fur cut. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born in the south to a Assassin, Spear learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Family, Job, Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp. Star ruby (800 gp). Malachite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears black trousers with blue and grey striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the north to a Bricklayer, Ovak learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When Ovak reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Bricklayer responsibilities is difficult; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 130 gp.