Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has hazel eyes and a yellow hat with a red feather.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Fortune-teller kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a very tight haircut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Weaver for hire.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 11. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Red garnet (100 gp). Coral (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gunter grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Gunter took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. Being a Brewer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp.