Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. 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 cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bricklayer profession.

History: He was born into a rich family. A gifted student he started as a Bricklayer, but he got bored and became a Carter. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To be a Bricklayer again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he has the majority of his body covered in plate. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Trym was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Alexandrite (400 gp). White opal (600 gp).

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Shepherd. He's also a talented Body Guard, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Weaver but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Obsidian (14 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His black hair is knotted and matted. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bricklayer profession.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.