Description: He is a mite stocky and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is long and red with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has worked as a Mortician like his mother before him.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: This man wears a green top hat and green clothes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Heward was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: This dark-skinned male typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Clerebold was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He became a Assassin soon after.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature, Military, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His tied-back hair is golden. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a Navigator first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Ernest took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears dull black sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed club, just in case, marred by sweets. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp.