Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a pastel coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He got into the Barkeep business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barkeep work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barkeep work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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 clean up the streets; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 pp. Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Violet garnet (700 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 silver crest is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born in the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Maagog's homeland. Maagog decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Being a Doctor kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'1" when asserting himself. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 40. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Stylist business.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Mozû took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Persistence, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 gp.