Description: He is typically in his Apothecary uniform. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has worked as a Apothecary like his mother before him.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has done his best to style his red crest to look like a famous performer. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Kerkad alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and 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

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 50 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a brown coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A freak accident while working with his Baker father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a blue scarf. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Fibblestib was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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. He's also a talented Server, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Revenge; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He wears his cinnamon fur up. His copper eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1000 sp.