Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze, and he perpetually has his shortbow ready. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the north to a Miller, Eiravel learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Miller for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious, In love. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. Peridot (70 gp). Emerald (1600 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Carnelian (70 gp).

Description: A 5'4" northern man, 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 golden hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Varis was born with his father's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Guardian, Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he usually wears his brown robe and has his club always slung over his shoulder. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Berrian was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Berrian 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a blacksmith again

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 230 pp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a pastel shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born in the south to a Armorer, Raer learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Armorer.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 380 pp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fletcher profession.

History: Paelias was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Expand his business; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 7000 sp.