Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is portly but not overly obese. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. 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 never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears green trousers with brown and green striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gold eyes.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Orianna was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Orianna has worked very hard to control her curse. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: He wears just a tan suit. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His golden hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Laborer born in the past three hundred years. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in the south to a Laborer, Bilbron learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Bilbron was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a brown shirt with thin green vertical stripes and tan pants. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Bertram was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Doctor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 3 Acid flasks.