Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and grey handkerchief worn on his left side. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Sellsword business.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. After coming to the age of reason, Ar-Kaius took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His crest is white and curly. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Gorbundus reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Moonstone (80 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Azaki took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He tends to his Navigator job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 50 gp. Jet (80 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His white hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he wants revenge against brigands

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 800 gp.