Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Zâthra was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Cook. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. A small bag of saffron. (10 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a black collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Cairn was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. After coming to the age of reason, Cairn took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Gardener born in the past three hundred years. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. 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. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 170 pp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Valorean grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 9000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.