Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Insane, Selfish, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2000 cp. A small bag of saffron. (10 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a Gardener first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Duergath was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Gardener responsibilities is difficult; and to be a miller again

Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'5". He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His head has been shaved. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 190 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (140 gp).

Description: An older man who wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, he is not a threatening figure. His blue crest is matted, messy, and big. He has gold eyes and a black hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Dadalan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants.

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.