Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a flail on his belt. He has chestnut hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Thamuz was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1800 sp. Rhodochrosite (10 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: An older man who wears a black armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down, he is not a threatening figure. His dark red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His eyes are silver and catlike.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Gardener, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. He has violet eyes and a violet hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. 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: Rolf was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: 4'10" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 87. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Marshal. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: To be a Servant again; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 60 gp.