Description: This tall, slender man wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his club. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has gray eyes and a pastel hat with a grey feather.

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. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is greedy; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a brown costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Healer profession.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Locksmith for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing his hectic life and new locksmith responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 26000 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tattered old clothes. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise gray.

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 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 comes from a rich southern family. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Servant. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp. Onyx (70 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Rose (70 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a yellow vest and prefers grey and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He bought a longbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears long strands of amethyst and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Don is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Through the years after Don was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Don's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.