Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Arannis reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 170 pp.

Description: This light-skinned male is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2000 gp. Citrine (70 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears his black hair up. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Tharivol will drive conversation. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stylist for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Barrister who has hired him part-time. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

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 father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears dull blue sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Efferil grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Efferil. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp.