Description: He is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He carries with him a set of sickles on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born to a Courier, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sellsword hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adrik fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is typically in his Sage uniform. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His dark red hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His childhood dream was to be a Carter, but he was a colossal failure. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

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. A gifted student he started as a Beggar, but he got bored and became a Barrister. 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's looking for his big break; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Junk Dealer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Purban took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 sp. Rock crystal (40 gp).

Description: He wears a violet collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 2'11" when asserting himself. His head has been shaved. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his top violet hat.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: The child of a Locksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Gildmak was taken on many hunting expeditions. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (120 gp).