Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born in the east to a Marshal, Traki learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'4", this man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His head has been shaved. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His father, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 4'8" northern man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is red and curly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Fivin was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Amber (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Marshal who has hired him part-time. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Azurite (5 gp). Pink pearl (110 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely pastel suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A freak accident while working with his Adventurer mother left him crippled. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Adventurer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Sellsword, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Religious, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.