Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has dyed his greying blue crest a little too much giving a sharp blue color. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Rathkran hails from a village terrorized by brigands. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

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 he has decided he is irredeemable

Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His brown fur is greasy and uncared for. He has copper eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Gifted from a young age, Trail studied abroad. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has wavy golden hair. 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 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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and revenge

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4 Thunderstones.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her crest is white and curly. Her skin is flawless and her gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Ruler. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: She's in love.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 5000 cp. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. 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 considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Orcs in Takra's homeland. Takra decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Takra fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.