Description: This slender man stands about 6'4". He wears a black collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His purple hair is knotted and matted. He has red eyes and a black hat with a grey feather.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He got into the Baker 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Baker and was forced into it by his family; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He has a hunchback. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Az-Bror lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. After coming to the age of reason, Az-Bror took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears his cinnamon fur down. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: An older woman who wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, she is not a threatening figure. Her silver hair is knotted and matted. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Shava is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. Shava was born on a far eastern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Painter. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 9000 cp. White pearl (150 gp).

Description: She stands about 4'8" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her red hair is heavily combed to the right. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Sekhmet was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Sekhmet abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.