Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He carries with him a set of axes on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Darrow wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He got into the Mercenary business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Fletcher, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Miner. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born to a Healer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He struck the Miner job and began his own company from there.

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

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this western man wears a black tunic with grey highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. Thamior enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Through the years after Thamior was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Thamior's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Thamior and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length black hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. Recently the stress of being a Stableman has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Fearful, Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp).

Description: He wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. 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: Born to a Engraver, his father struggled to pay the bills. His parents were killed by drow in a raid when he was still a young child. The drow captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Hunter for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 90 pp.