Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt, and is pretty ugly. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 85. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Varis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'2" when asserting himself. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is a husky man, who dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. 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: He is a Slaad in disguise. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He struck the Stylist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. His hair is short and golden. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

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: Roge was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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's looking for his big break; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red garnet (70 gp). Coral (70 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp).

Description: An older man who prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor, he is not a threatening figure. His black fur is smooth and relatively long. 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 hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Nimble was born the youngest of three triplets. Nimble was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Hunter. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and balancing his hectic life and new hunter responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 gp.