Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a worn and beaten armor, marred by teas. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. 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: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Caeldrim hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: The child of a Animal Trainer, who enjoyed hunting, Caeldrim was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Caeldrim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Caeldrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'7" when asserting himself. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He was born in the west. Being born in the west, 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 west 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. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.