Description: An older man who wears many layers of old clothing at all times, he is not a threatening figure. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He tends to his Stylist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1800 gp. Blue star sapphire (1600 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tattered old clothes. He has moderate length black hair. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 65. 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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Namfoodle liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1200 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (5000 gp). Solid gold idol (400 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He tends to his Performer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears professional attire. His tied-back hair is red. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Kilvar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears skinny pants and wears a violet and black robe with the hood down. His copper crest is greasy and uncared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Spy and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again; and doesn't want to be a spy and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Job, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Average lock. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.