Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a Mercenary first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. The war was a terrible time for him, and Laucian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 20 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries a battered shortspear and tarnished glaive as well. He wears his auburn hair down. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Zook never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, In love. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 600 gp. Onyx (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 37000 sp. Red spinel (40 gp). Golden pearl (40 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is white and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in the east to a Stylist, Joser learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Herbalist; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She likes to wear green tank tops with white skirt. Her green crest is long and unkept. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 340 gp.