Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Doctor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available he will default to his spear, and his gloved hand is found clutching a spear. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Rael has worked very hard to control his curse. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 900 sp. 2 Holy water. 4 Antitoxin. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Thomas took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: Standing 3'4", this man prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

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. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in the north to a Guard, Alvyn learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A freak accident while working with his Locksmith mother left him crippled. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to be a locksmith again

Flaws: Disease, Secretive, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 90 pp. Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Sard (30 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp).