Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished scythe as well. He wears his auburn hair down. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drogo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He wears a green Stetson hat and green clothes. His black hair is heavily combed to the right. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Merihim was born with his father's beautiful face. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Barrister. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Map Maker; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His red fur is long and unkept. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Fragrant has worked very hard to control his curse. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 90 gp. Sardonyx (70 gp).

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 very much looks the part of a Mortician. His black hair is knotted and matted. This black eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He also hits on men, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born into a rich family. A gifted student he started as a Roofer, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He has worked as a Mortician like his father before him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His auburn hair is still thick. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Percival was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. After coming to the age of reason, Percival 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He tends to wear a violet poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. A true patriot, Raer would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When Raer reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Raer never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 120 pp. Golden pearl (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has white crest. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Heskan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She keeps her black hair in a pixie cut. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is a Detective first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Isabella was born the youngest of three triplets. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: To be a Doctor again; and balancing her hectic life and new detective responsibilities is difficult

Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 300 gp.