Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses like a well dressed Unemployed does. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His childhood dream was to be a Body Guard, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Body Guard, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 26000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is cut short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Through the years after Naill was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Naill's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). Iolite (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.