Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: This malnourished man usually wears his tan robe and has his longbow always slung over his shoulder. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Marshal responsibilities is difficult; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. 2 Smokesticks. 3 Thunderstones. 1 Holy water.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His white hair is knotted and matted. His ears are large.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Druid who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Skamos enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His beige fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Aura 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 20000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.