Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, black shirt, and blue tie. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is cut close to his head. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Thrak wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Expert, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Thrak was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and balancing his hectic life and new fletcher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His white crest is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he is content

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A 6'8" western man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brass crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Maagog hails from a village terrorized by brigands. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he dresses like a well dressed Apothecary does. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a fortune-teller again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.