Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a tan vest and prefers yellow and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Paelias abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 150 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She dresses like a well dressed Painter does. Sporting a black mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Althaea was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered singing. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 40 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull white iron scale mail. Her white hair is still thick. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: Vanchu wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Bricklayer business.

History: Vanchu was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. She took after her father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her father taught her to defend herself. When her father died while fighting brigands, the young Vanchu began to lead the lost caravan. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is her passion; and many brigands want her driven away

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a green shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and red pants. His bronze crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Arjhan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 Mortician. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.