Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his black eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Carpenter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is dressed in a clean green cloak covering her clean studded leather. She wears a colorful flower in her white hair. Her red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Damaia hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her music career. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Damaia was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She tends to her Fortune-teller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult; and to be a engraver again

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: 2'9" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She has a very tight haircut. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She's also a talented Barber, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Barber again.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 600 sp. Moss agate (15 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 3'8". He very much looks the part of a Miner. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He takes great joy in being the best Miner in town.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Roondar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Rich, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 200 sp.