Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Hadarai hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He got into the Weaver business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Hadarai took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1400 gp. Blue quartz (16 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in the west to a Servant, Beiro learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Through the years after Beiro was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Beiro's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently the stress of being a Servant has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 800 gp. Amber (60 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Pink pearl (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (8 gp).

Description: He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has violet eyes.

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 loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Selfish, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 800 gp.