Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is portly but not overly obese. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the right. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Garl is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Shoemaker. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shoemaker.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (130 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'7". He wears an entirely green suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. His crest, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. A true patriot, Kiirith would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kiirith grew up listening to his father's many stories. After coming to the age of reason, Kiirith took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Don was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Don was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Don decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. After months of barely getting by, Don managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and white robe with the hood down. His hair is long and white with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (80 gp).

Description: She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She carries with her a set of sais on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her dark red hair is long and unkept. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Phelaia was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Healer. She became a Healer soon after.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.