Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and tan pants. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dreali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, PTSD, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep pastel leather and dull tan iron scale mail. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on his left hand. He has wavy brown hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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 to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born into a rich family. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Raer grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears dull blue sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. His hair is auburn and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Born in the east to a Sellsword, Aramil learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. At a young age his mother died while driving off some gnolls. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in longbow use. He now owns his own business.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 800 gp.