Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He tends to wear a large red jacket. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He got into the Masseuse business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Masseuse work with an outfit from a few towns over. Masseuse work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Masseuse like his mother before him.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 9000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing a long, green cloak. His red hair is cut short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 100. 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 uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He struck the Mason job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 6000 sp. 3 Alchemist’s fire. 6 Acid flasks. 1 Antitoxin. 3 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair is auburn and very short. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: Born in the west to a Herbalist, Theodoric learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Herbalist responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished sword as well. His red hair is still thick. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2700 sp.