Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. At a young age his father died while driving off some orcs. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in pickaxe use. He now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 3000 gp. Deep green spinel (60 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Jasper (50 gp). Blue star sapphire (1200 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Black star sapphire (1200 gp). Tourmaline (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Riardon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, marred by chocolates. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He got into the Detective business at a young age. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears long strands of jet and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is red and curly. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 500 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Mindartis 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. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Mindartis never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.