Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Body Guard business.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Body Guard.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a violet coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His red fur is braided into rings. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He worked as a nervous Map Maker and found it very stressful. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 3'11". He wears a fancy pastel suit, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. His hair is auburn and curly. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Locksmith but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Morkral was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Philantrophist, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 9000 sp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a spear on his belt. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Servant business.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Khrosh took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.