Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is short and red. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Chad was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to protect his home

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Avice speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: She was born in the west. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature monstrous two handed axe.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Doctor and was forced into it by her family; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Jeweler father left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: She wears blue trousers with black and red striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her long black hair reaches down to her waist. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Sellsword profession.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Engraver. She became a Engraver soon after.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to be a sellsword again

Ideals: Optimist, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 700 gp.