Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a blue vest and prefers black and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shepherd hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 20000 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 has shaved his head bald. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Courier but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tharivol grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Courier work with an outfit from a few towns over. Courier work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To be a Adventurer again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Pacifist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1600 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. His black hair is singed and shortened. His ears are large.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He's also a talented Weaver, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Weaver. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in the south to a Weaver, Morkral learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He struck the Weaver job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His brass crest, when down, is lengthy. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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: He was born in the south. Mozikth was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Shoemaker. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1500 sp. Blue quartz (4 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp).