Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born to a Animal Trainer, his father struggled to pay the bills. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1600 gp. Brown-green garnet (140 gp).

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. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ivellios does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Ivellios was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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 loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 230 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'1" and wears tattered old clothes. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. Korfel 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Coral (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Carnelian (30 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Berrian hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. 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 bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, In love, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 140 pp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Coral (60 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bounty Hunter responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Family, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1100 pp. Pink pearl (70 gp). Sard (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Jasper (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.