Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly ceremonial daggers and greatswords. His blonde hair is cut short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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. 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: Bernard was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Bernard grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Bernard. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Knight they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Assassin, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and doesn't want to be a assassin and was forced into it by his family

Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Adventurer, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3100 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He usually wears his brown robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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: Wants to work out more often; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 8000 cp. Moss agate (7 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His hair is golden and very short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Raymond was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sage. He has worked as a Sage like his father before him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses well, wearing pastel shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is short and blonde. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Beggar. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Good lock.