Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her silver hair is lengthy. Her ears are large.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Bryseis is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Many orcs want her driven away; and revenge

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Tomi was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sage work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sage work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has taken up work as a Sage and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: PTSD, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his white crest in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. 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, Sethrekar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Sculptor business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sculptor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sculptor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sculptor.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sculptor responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Pacifist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 100 sp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is cut short. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Merchant. He tends to his Merchant job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 7000 cp.