Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He carries with him a set of swords, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

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 lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has worked as a Barrister like his father before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 4000 cp. Rhodochrosite (10 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely brown suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He got into the Laborer business at a young age. After coming to the age of reason, Roger took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'6". He wears a pastel tunic with white highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a kukri. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. 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. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Balimaar was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1500 gp. Citrine (60 gp). Amber (130 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 5'3" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.