Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Rimple lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Brewer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Bowyer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born in the east to a Carter, Joser learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A 3'5" southern woman, she wears skinny pants and wears a tan and white robe with the hood down. Her golden hair is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Sailor. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She tends to her Sailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: She wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. She wears her yellow fur down. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. Her childhood dream was to be a Brewer, but she was a colossal failure. She's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Halfling compassion; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 140 gp. Hematite (8 gp). 8 Acid flasks.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. He sports a flattop hair cut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Názkûga 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Breastplate.