Description: He very much looks the part of a Interpreter. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has moderate length blonde hair. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 99. 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. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When Krakhorn reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Interpreter responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her white fur is braided into rings. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Five is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the west to a Spy, Five learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Spy. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Spy for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a slave trader again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears professional attire. Her blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3000 cp. Rock crystal (60 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He sports a flattop crest cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Unemployed who has hired him part-time. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Rivaan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her crest, while still mostly bronze, has prominent grey streaks. Her half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is an amazing painter.

History: Chassath was born with her father's beautiful face. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 20000 cp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp).