Description: This tall, slender man is typically in his Fletcher uniform. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Right-Handed was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His childhood dream was to be a Body Guard, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Fletcher.

Motivation: To be a Body Guard again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 120 pp. Red garnet (100 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is typically in his Apothecary uniform. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 74. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his 16th 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 120 gp. Amber (120 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His brown hair is braided into rings. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When Riardon reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Riardon 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2700 gp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Sard (70 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. He has moderate length brown hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.