Description: This man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 has achieved small success as a Fletcher.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new fletcher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100 gp. Azurite (10 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is silver and curly. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: Rolf hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a Gardener, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Reynard wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has taken up work as a Apothecary and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 15000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears suspenders and red workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sellsword profession.

History: He was born in the north. 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 achieved small success as a Fletcher.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp. 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 the road beaten gear of a warrior. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Kyle embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Kyle was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Actor and found it very stressful. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 gp. Citrine (30 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.