Description: An older man who wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, he is not a threatening figure. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: The child of a Roofer, who enjoyed hunting, Fivin was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. She carries a battered greataxe and tarnished halberd as well. She wears her red hair down. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is her passion; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a club on her belt. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. Her yellow eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Her first spouse was a Junk Dealer, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. 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. Three fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her longbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With bright chestnut hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Gynk was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and regain custody of her daughter

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2600 sp.