Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and carries daggers. His beige fur is unkempt and raggedy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Locksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 800 gp. Chrysoprase (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His brass crest is knotted and matted. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Norkruuth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He struck the Apothecary job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Hourglass.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines copper.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Left-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Erevan has worked very hard to control his curse. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Disease, Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 360 gp.