Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is short and silver. His silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Nicor is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Locksmith business.

History: Nicor hails from a village terrorized by orcs. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Nicor took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 37000 sp. Chrysoprase (40 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears professional attire. He sports a flattop crest cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Mehen abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 800 gp. Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has wavy black hair. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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: Many brigands want him driven away; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length white crest. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Fax grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Engraver for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Animal Trainer again.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a fancy black suit. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His eyes are likewise silver. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. 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, Forcas is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the south to a Apothecary, Forcas learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Forcas has worked very hard to control his curse. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.