Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a hunchback. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Gardener 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 share knowledge with the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 20 gp. Onyx (30 gp).

Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. Her red hair is smooth and relatively long. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Carpenter business.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many orcs want her driven away.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: She wears a tan vest and prefers yellow and blue shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She is physically well-built. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Mason profession.

History: Jarsali was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.