Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has moderate length white hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He found a children's book about a Human Rogue 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. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Military, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He is typically in his Apothecary uniform. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Apothecary who has hired him part-time. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Eiravel grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Eiravel. Being a Apothecary kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a simple black robe with violet stripes complete with hood, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her hair is silver and curly. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 54. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Ovak has worked very hard to control her curse. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: In love, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is typically in his Barber uniform and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He got into the Barber business at a young age. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 15000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He has no crest. His red eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Kaladan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3 Acid flasks.