Description: This slender man stands about 4'11". He wears professional attire. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He has violet eyes.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A freak accident while working with his Barkeep mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Patrick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her red hair is smooth and relatively long. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull tan iron scale mail. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rangrim studied abroad. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Weaver for the past few years.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 60 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Spy. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Ivellios was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, 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 Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He worked as a nervous Spy and found it very stressful. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.