Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a brown Stetson hat and brown clothes. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the south to a Fisher, Pikar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fisher responsibilities is difficult; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 pp. Bloodstone (20 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Jade (70 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). White pearl (70 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mason. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mason for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. 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 long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Arumawann is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small island village. Arumawann abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses like a well dressed Locksmith does. His gold crest is braided into rings. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Dadalan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Dadalan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 gp.