Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He very much looks the part of a Blacksmith. His black hair is lengthy. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his feathered violet hat.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Jocelyn was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He tends to his Blacksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. She has blue crest. Her half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Server born in the past three hundred years. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. After coming to the age of reason, Driindar took it upon herself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She became a Server soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 40 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with brown slacks. Her brown hair, when down, is lengthy. Her white eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Semyaza enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Semyaza hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with her absent mother

Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. Her golden hair is still thick. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are hazel.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 90 gp. Obsidian (11 gp). 2 Smokesticks.