Description: A middle-aged man, he prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor, and is pretty ugly. His hair is white and very short. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Masseuse who has hired him part-time. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He worked as a nervous Masseuse and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Has a crush, Enemies, Religious, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'1" when asserting himself. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He wears his blonde hair up. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Scribe. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Scribe.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Laborer; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His purple hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Mamnen 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 gp. Malachite (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat, and carries scythes. He has styled his beige fur well, parting it to the left. 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 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 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Sweet grew up listening to his father's many stories. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 5000 sp.