Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Engraver profession.

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 parents enrolled him in a Ranger school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. He has chestnut hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Balimaar was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His parents enrolled him in a Monk school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. In his journeys he found a malevolent artifact. He wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 44000 sp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a green shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and green pants. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Gifted from a young age, Jocelyn studied abroad. Jocelyn liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He struck the Spice Merchant job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and balancing his hectic life and new spice merchant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Trey took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Trey never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 200 gp.