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 keeps his brass crest in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Detective profession.

History: He got into the Brewer business at a young age. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He became a Brewer soon after.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears long strands of aquamarine and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His black fur is long and unkept. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Elegant took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp. Red garnet (60 gp). White pearl (60 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson grey hat.

Personality: He is a Marshal first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has achieved small success as a Marshal.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'3" and wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Vonbin was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Vonbin 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 280 gp. Red spinel (40 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). Banded agate (13 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is blonde and very short. He has hazel eyes and a white hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Map Maker. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 pp. Amethyst (140 gp). Black opal (1200 gp).