Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

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 parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He became a Bather soon after.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His green crest is greasy and uncared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 46000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a white and grey robe with the hood down, and carries longswords. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Seebo lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Baker and was forced into it by his family; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Addict. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 300 gp. Golden pearl (130 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'10", this man wears a black armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a Gardener first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Gardener. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mordai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1200 gp.