Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'5" and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ahvain took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Gifted from a young age, Fenriz studied abroad. 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 has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Guard responsibilities is difficult; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 340 gp. Tourmaline (120 gp). Coral (120 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'2". He wears a pastel coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head, and his gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. His red fur is smooth and relatively long. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady copper eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Tricking took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He tends to his Fortune-teller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a barkeep again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born into a rich family. His childhood dream was to be a Mercenary, but he was a colossal failure. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a green shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His blue crest is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Gorbundus was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 700 sp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). 2 Thunderstones.

Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. With bright blonde hair. Her blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Gifted from a young age, Olivia studied abroad. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To be a Server again; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1900 sp. Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp).

Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has wavy brown hair. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the south to a Farmer, Vepar learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Vepar 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a tan shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is dressed in a clean white cloak covering his clean studded leather. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born into a rich family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Darkwood Shield.