Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His childhood dream was to be a Barber, but he was a colossal failure. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Merchant for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in the east to a Roofer, Anselm learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 has worked as a Roofer like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'4" eastern man, he wears tattered old clothes. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Travok fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears a colorful flower in his orange fur. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Tree was born with his father's beautiful face. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Erevan was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Adventurer. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 390 gp.