Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and he perpetually has his spear ready. His cinnamon fur is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Brewer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born to a Server, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Zepar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. 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. Zepar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 cp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears his brown hair down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the south to a Roofer, Kilvar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair is still thick. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his falchion. He has wavy silver hair. This white eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Andram grew up listening to his father's many stories. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 70 pp.