Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He got into the Crown-heir business at a young age. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He tends to his Crown-heir job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: This man prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His golden hair is lengthy. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Detective. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Ernest hails from a village terrorized by orcs. A freak accident while working with his Cook mother left him crippled. He struck the Detective job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He uses divination through singing.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kody fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He struck the Tailor job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.