Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is a Body Guard first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Body Guard arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His childhood dream was to be a Farmer, but he was a colossal failure. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He very much looks the part of a Armorer. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. 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: Kildrak was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To be a Scribe again.

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a blue coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. His crest is copper and curly. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Nithther embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1900 gp. Zircon (50 gp). Aquamarine (400 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'7" eastern man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is cut short. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. After months of barely getting by, Thamior managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1600 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (100 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 900 gp.