Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is brown and curly. His white eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: The child of a Ruler, who enjoyed hunting, Astar was taken on many hunting expeditions. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His hair is silver and curly. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Painter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Qemuel was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Painter. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is greedy

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a white feathered hat and white clothes. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Laborer. He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his blue hair in a pixie cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has achieved small success as a Laborer.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to be a barber again

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Rich, In love. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She has hazel eyes and a brown hat with a red feather.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gifted from a young age, Bardryn studied abroad. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. Some 3 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Bardryn never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.