Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a greatsword on his belt. His bronze crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Rivaan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His red crest has been sun bleached extensively. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Nadarr was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 15 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 pp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (90 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Thervan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Selfish. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1200 gp. Zircon (60 gp). Sard (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines black.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Iados fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, tan shirt, and brown tie. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has moderate length beige fur. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Server. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born in the east to a Server, Drifting learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Server.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and balancing his hectic life and new server responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 170 pp.