Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is long and red with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A 5'0" eastern man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His silver hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Jocelyn will drive conversation. The war was a terrible time for him, and Jocelyn does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When Jocelyn 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Buckler. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor, and he perpetually has his trident ready. His golden hair is still thick. He has amber eyes and a blue hat with a black feather.

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. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull green iron scale mail, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Percival was born the youngest of three triplets. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Tailor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Tailor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 400 sp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Hematite (15 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he very much looks the part of a Cartwright. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Balimaar was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cartwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cartwright work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Cartwright job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new cartwright responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Passionate, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.