Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 64. 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 lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, marred by beers. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. He wears an eyepatch.

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 is an amazing painter.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Being a Animal Trainer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 600 gp. Rhodochrosite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and carries greatswords. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Suhnae was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Suhnae fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 2000 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His brown hair is knotted and matted. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dayereth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: 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 necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Scribe responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 600 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp).