Description: This slender man stands about 4'3". He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fletcher born in the past three hundred years. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his red hair down. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He takes great joy in being the best Assassin in town.

History: He got into the Assassin business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Oren took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He bought a spear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Opinionated. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His red hair is knotted and matted. He has a tattooed face.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Gifted from a young age, Oskar studied abroad. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Debt. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a brown shirt with thin white vertical stripes and brown pants. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in the north to a Tailor, Holg learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Holg liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He's also a talented Shepherd, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: This man wears a green armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His black fur is smooth and relatively long. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the north were limited. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp).