Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an entirely white suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Masseuse. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 260 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp).

Description: He wears a green shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. He has dyed his greying silver crest a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Tarhun lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. His crest is blue and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born into a rich family. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 30 pp. Black pearl (1400 gp).

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 is an amazing painter.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Everburning torch.