Description: He usually wears his white robe and has his ceremonial dagger always slung over his shoulder. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

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 takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He got into the Mercenary business at a young age. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. 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: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a navigator again

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 40000 sp. Hematite (6 gp).

Description: He very much looks the part of a Fletcher. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Adelard 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Military, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Tailor who has hired him part-time. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Lance lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Tailor for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Ploughman again.

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Family, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears baggy green pantaloons and a white scarf. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp. Onyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.