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, and he perpetually has his sai ready. His hair is dark red and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Marbas took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A 6'4" northern man, he is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. His hair, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are silver and catlike.

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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Tailor business.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ekemon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Blue sapphire (1600 gp). Rich purple corundum (1600 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a club on his belt. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.

History: He got into the Scribe business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Scribe for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Guard again.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1700 gp. Black opal (700 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Peridot (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down and is in decent physical shape. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a Sellsword, his father struggled to pay the bills. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Jak alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp.