Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'0" and wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Robert was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Weaver. He became a Weaver soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new weaver responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he tends to wear a large tan jacket. He has shaved his head bald. He wears a mask on his face.

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 afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Trey abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a hunchback. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, illithids burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying north to reunite his family. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a blue vest and prefers yellow and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his nunchaku. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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: Born to a Bowyer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 gp.