Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears a mask on his face.

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 to loving parents in a slum to the west. Pikar 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 is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has achieved small success as a Cook.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His silver hair is lengthy. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 180 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is dressed in an above average manner. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His crest is short and scarlet. 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 is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Fax 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. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he 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 crest is short and rusty. His eyes are red and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

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 plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Pijjirik took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longbow and armor he uses now. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Military, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.