Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd. His black hair is long and unkept. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Mindartis 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 900 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (140 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (140 gp).

Description: This 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 is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He tends to his Detective job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Servant again; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker white hat.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Assassin profession.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He's also a talented Assassin, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: Standing 4'10", this man has the majority of his body covered in plate. His silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a Locksmith first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the south to a Locksmith, Traki learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Mortician, but he got bored and became a Locksmith. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a mortician again

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue star sapphire (900 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Thervan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1600 gp.