Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown vest and prefers violet and yellow shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 26000 cp. 1 Backpack. 1 Good lock.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Scribe business.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Bertram liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, tan cloak. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. 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: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Nature, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a blue collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (100 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Sard (20 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp).