Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. 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 almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Fibblestib took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She wears her white hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. In her 19th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Fearful, Insane. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears black trousers with tan and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His copper crest is greasy and uncared for. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He stands about 4'1" and wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a flattop hair cut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Rurik wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

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. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Rurik was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She is in excellent shape and is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Myev was born with her father's beautiful face. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.