Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length purple hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. After coming to the age of reason, Forcas took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. 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, Ildrex is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Ildrex took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Shepherd for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants and is in decent physical shape. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Aelar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mortician profession.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Brewer for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a large tan jacket. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 61. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: The child of a Bather, who enjoyed hunting, Travok was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.