Description: This man wears dull pastel sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker pastel hat.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. When Balimaar reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather and is in decent physical shape. His tied-back hair is red. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a brown tunic with pastel highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Guard. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Guard.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and doesn't want to be a guard and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Good lock.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He is physically well-built. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a husky man, who wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hammer, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Gifted from a young age, Trym studied abroad. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has a crush on the local bricklayer

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp.