Description: He wears dull brown sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case, and carries quarterstaffs. He keeps his long lavender fur kept up in a rat tail. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. His red crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His red eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson green hat.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Shamash never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears bulky black painted plate armor, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has moderate length blue hair. His silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ploughman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. At some point he was captured by drow and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: In love, Rich, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This woman wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She uses divination through singing.

History: Diesa was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. 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. Diesa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He struck the Farmer job and began his own company from there.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 260 gp.