Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it, and carries ceremonial daggers. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Locksmith mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 14000 sp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has moderate length black hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Mordai was born with his father's beautiful face. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. He keeps his lavender fur in a pixie cut. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. He became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. He wears his golden hair down. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. During his travels, Alex and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Alex discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Alex fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His white hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 31. 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 never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Traki was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.