Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 6'4". He wears a pastel collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hammer. His hair is long and black with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Alexandrite (800 gp). Sardonyx (20 gp). Black pearl (800 gp).

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His ears are large.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He got into the Gardener business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Fletcher, but he got bored and became a Gardener. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a fletcher again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Tourmaline (100 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He wears a mask on his face.

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. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Koeth was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A 5'1" northern man, he is typically in his Butcher uniform. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Butcher for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Butcher responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.