Description: A plain young-adult man, he dresses like a well dressed Scribe does. His blonde hair is still thick. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Scribe work with an outfit from a few towns over. Scribe work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She very much looks the part of a Dyer. Her rusty crest is braided into rings. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Chassath was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Chassath was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Dyer for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: 3'6" and muscular, this southern man wears an entirely tan suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Erky speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Erky lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2500 sp. Tourmaline (130 gp). Azurite (12 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a mace on his belt. His white fur is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a great chef.

History: Gifted from a young age, Edge studied abroad. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 cp. Zircon (30 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. 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 also has developed a complete distrust of the Mercenary profession.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Stableman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He struck the Stableman job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Mercenary again.

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 sp.