Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Zepar was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Zepar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1900 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp).

Description: An older man who is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, tan shirt, and black tie, he is not a threatening figure. He has a very tight haircut. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. 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, Nim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the south. 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 Barkeep. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Slave. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. Iolite (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel 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. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. After coming to the age of reason, Umpen took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2500 sp.