Description: He tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His scarlet crest is knotted and matted. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in the south to a Engraver, Gargax learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Gargax took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; 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: Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His white eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Habor isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Habor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, tan shirt, and violet tie. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. 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 in the west. Ghaliver was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Butcher. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (10 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp). 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Average lock.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. She wears her golden hair up. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Sariel speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: She was born in the west. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Black pearl (500 gp).