Description: He is a mite stocky and typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Reirak is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2300 gp. Alexandrite (500 gp).

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Locksmith does. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. 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: He got into the Locksmith business at a young age. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. After a long history of fighting, Foxilon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 5000 sp. White opal (600 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Hematite (16 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tan coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His hair is short and blonde. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Ruler work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ruler work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Ruler.

Motivation: He's in love; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Everard speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Everard was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Everard's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Everard and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 5000 sp. Onyx (20 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Percival was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Banker. 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 feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 5000 sp. White pearl (90 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).