Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is braided into rings. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Kelter reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Braak took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He became a Soapmaker soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new soapmaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 80 gp. Malachite (12 gp). 1 Everburning torch.

Description: A middle-aged man, he has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe, and is pretty ugly. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. He has green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born in the south. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Painter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Painter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 sp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'2". He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. He has silver hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines black.

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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Guard but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Joker, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 30 gp. Sard (60 gp).