Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Raer enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Carter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Guardian, Poor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Jamaican accent

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

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Dreali was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp).

Description: He wears a pastel tunic with white highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 90. 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 works hard and plays hard.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Thervan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Thervan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.