Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a brown small hat and brown clothes. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Alex was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Iolite (50 gp).

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Bucklal was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has worked as a Laborer like his mother before him.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

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

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has green eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Fisher who has hired him part-time. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Disguise kit. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. Her hair is brown and curly. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Fletcher but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Fletcher arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Ideals: Pacifist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 80000 cp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and he perpetually has his hand crossbow ready. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Farmer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Morthos took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. 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. Morthos fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2000 cp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp).