Description: He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He wears his chestnut hair down. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Hunter is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Herbalist father left him crippled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 13000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is black and curly. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sculptor profession.

History: He was born in the north. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he dresses like a well dressed Dilettante does. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Dilettante for hire.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Wymar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He uses divination through singing.

History: He got into the Slave Trader business at a young age. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He tends to his Slave Trader job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Average lock. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Superior lock.