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 a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp).

Description: He wears just a green suit. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new sellsword responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1300 pp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Golden pearl (160 gp). Jet (160 gp). Coral (160 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). White opal (800 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He very much looks the part of a Stylist. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Stylist. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Iolite (70 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are green and beady.

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. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His childhood dream was to be a Mayor, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Roofer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Assassin hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 gp.