Description: He usually wears his blue robe and has his club always slung over his shoulder, and he perpetually has his club ready. His hair is long and black with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His ears are large.

Personality: Immeral is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Addict, Antagonistic. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he very much looks the part of a Weaver. He wears his red hair up. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is an amazing painter.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (40 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). Silver ewer (80 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp).

Description: He wears professional attire, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'11" when asserting himself. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 99. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He got into the Baker business at a young age. A freak accident while working with his Courier father left him crippled. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He usually wears his black robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of whips on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. In his youth he was a Beggar, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Varis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His white hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born in the south to a Architect, Dreali learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.