Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (130 gp).

Description: An older man who is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, he is not a threatening figure. He has dyed his greying dark red hair a little too much giving a sharp dark red color. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His blue hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines black.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Skamos was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Jet (150 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His orange fur is knotted and matted. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Pelt was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Logical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tan shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. After coming to the age of reason, Vanuath took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1300 sp.