Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His beige fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Pelt was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Pelt was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 gp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Sard (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears baggy grey pantaloons and a green scarf. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. At a young age his mother died while driving off some brigands. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in greataxe use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Nature, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.