Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His childhood dream was to be a Shepherd, but he was a colossal failure. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His blonde hair is still thick. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This man wears baggy brown pantaloons and a blue scarf, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Drogo's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Drogo liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'4". He is typically in his Architect uniform. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Architect hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new architect responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and she perpetually has her shortbow ready. She keeps her long red hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.