Description: He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. 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 served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light red in addition to tight pants. He has done his best to style his blonde hair to look like a famous performer. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Naeris wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'11" and wears a black armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Barkeep profession.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He struck the Herbalist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Herbalist responsibilities is difficult; and to clean up the streets

Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Job, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 800 gp. Carnelian (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is short and white. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and he perpetually has his glaive ready. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 12. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.