Description: He is a mite stocky and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. 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, Zook is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His childhood dream was to be a Mercenary, but he was a colossal failure. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Scribe for hire.

Motivation: To be a Mercenary again; and money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. 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: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears dull violet sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed rapier, just in case. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

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. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ugol 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; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1800 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shepherd hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 140 gp.