Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shield, just in case. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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, Ûshbaka is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Ûshbaka was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Ûshbaka and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a fancy blue suit. His rusty crest, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Greethen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When Greethen reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Guard for hire.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His white hair is cut short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born in the west. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Roge never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has violet eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Carter born in the past three hundred years. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He got into the Carter business at a young age. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and expand his business

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. His hair is long and silver with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Thervan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. 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 kind of lost in life; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.