Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe, marred by chocolates. His hair is long and black with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 240 pp.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He carries a battered hand crossbow and tarnished bastard sword as well. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His green eyes peer out from beneath his top white hat.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Spice Merchant. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a Barber, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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 became a Detective soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new detective responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He wears a black shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has no hair. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Wiggens was raised in a hard working conservative environment. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered dire rats who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Half-Plate.