Description: This man stands a little under 6'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is short and golden. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a Merchant first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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 was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He tends to his Merchant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a fancy black suit. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Born in the west to a Shepherd, Hadarai learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Shepherd for hire.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He dresses like a well dressed Mercenary does. His red fur is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fragrant is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: To be a Engraver again.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His ears are large.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. 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. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp. Moss agate (12 gp).