Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in an above average manner. His lavender fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. 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, Five is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Five was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He likes to wear green tank tops with blue pants. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His lavender fur is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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: Born to a Marshal, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2800 pp. Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Coral (60 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Black star sapphire (600 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Sard (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp). Black opal (600 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Amber (60 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Peridot (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is typically in his Baker uniform. His red hair is still thick. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He takes great joy in being the best Baker in town.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. At some point he was captured by goblins and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp.