Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sais and daggers. His hair is brown and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Adventurer. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Insane, Terse. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 gp. Alexandrite (800 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Mindartis took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a white armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His chestnut hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3200 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'0" and dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Immeral was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When Immeral reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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. 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Carnelian (60 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Blue sapphire (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tattered old clothes. His red hair is long and unkept. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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 Tailor, Azaki learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Azaki liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Tailor for hire.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 2000 gp.