Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His crest is cut close to his head. 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 curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1700 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears tattered old clothes. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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 was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Aramil 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 8000 gp. Banded agate (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Zircon (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Godfrey was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Fortune-teller. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 80 gp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tan vest and prefers black and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His black crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Donaar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 gp. Hematite (10 gp). Sard (30 gp). Amethyst (160 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He wears his silver crest up. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Tarhun was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Hunter. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new hunter responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 900 gp. Rock crystal (60 gp). Citrine (60 gp).