Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His dark red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamuz grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Being a Glassblower kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is red and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Ribbles is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Depressed, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a worn and beaten armor. Her chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Makaria was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Crown-heir for the past few years.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Bonds: Has a crush, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She wears a red armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the right. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born in the east. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 sp.