Description: He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly nunchakus and tridents. His hair is short and white. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: An older man who wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his blue crest in a pixie cut. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Miller profession.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His childhood dream was to be a Miller, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Miller, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (160 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (30 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a trident on his belt. His fur is red and curly. His half smiles and copper eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Alexandrite (1200 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a red coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head, marred by teas. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mûzglob does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. After coming to the age of reason, Mûzglob 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp.