Description: A 6'1" eastern man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He got into the Dilettante business at a young age. 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 Dilettante. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: This woman is typically in her Beggar uniform. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on her left hand. Her white hair, when down, is lengthy. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Eleanor grew up listening to her mother's many stories. A freak accident while working with her Seamstress mother left her crippled. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Beggar for the past few years.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Born in the east to a Sellsword, Don learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.