Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull violet iron scale mail. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Paelias grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Paelias. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Philantrophist, Athletic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Carnelian (40 gp). Black star sapphire (1200 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Sard (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Beiro was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (30 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length gray fur. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.

Personality: He is a Body Guard first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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: Quick hails from a village terrorized by goblins. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 5000 sp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and white handkerchief worn on his left side. He keeps his purple hair in a pixie cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Andram hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Andram took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence, Impeccable. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1300 gp. Moss agate (6 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Emerald (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears silk and lounges about seductively and is in decent physical shape. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Tomi was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.