Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His rusty crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Salasar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Beggar, who enjoyed hunting, Salasar was taken on many hunting expeditions. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Salasar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Military, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 28000 cp. Blue sapphire (600 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he prefers to wear flannel. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

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. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. 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. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a club, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He takes great joy in being the best Herbalist in town.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has achieved small success as a Herbalist.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is content

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. She wears her silver hair up. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She became a Cook soon after.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to reunite with her old friends

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Ahvain hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (8 gp). 1 Banded mail.