Description: A moderately attractive man, he dresses like a well dressed Stylist does. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in the west to a Stylist, Ralf learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Guard, but he got bored and became a Stylist. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Standing 5'8", this man wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mercenary but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Terse, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Debt. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Born in the west to a Blacksmith, Aldous learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He became a Blacksmith soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he likes to wear blue tank tops with brown pants. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. The war was a terrible time for him, and Roger does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When Roger 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. After a long history of fighting, Roger and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Cynical. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 300 gp.