Description: He wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He carries with him a set of clubs on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He keeps his long black crest kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Adrex took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His yellow fur is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. 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, Tree is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears long strands of sapphire and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Hugh hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

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. Hugh was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fletcher. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

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

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his brown fur in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise amber.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 7000 sp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. 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: Oskar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Oskar was born the youngest of three triplets. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Artistic, Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rose (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.