Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears skinny pants and wears a grey and brown robe with the hood down. His tied-back hair is black. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Lucan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 16000 sp. White pearl (150 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Black opal (800 gp).

Description: This light-skinned male likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His black hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (600 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, he is not a threatening figure. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the west to a Barber, Dayereth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Barber. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.