Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is an epitome of beauty. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 50 gp. Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp).

Description: She dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a black coat with white slacks. She carries with her a set of daggers on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears long strands of topaz and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, marred by sweets. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. 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 he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is wearing a long, blue cloak. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in the west to a Apothecary, Uthemar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 sp. Tourmaline (140 gp). 2 Antitoxin.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'10". He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Roofer. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Orcs.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. 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: Tabaxi compassion.

Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 sp. Jasper (60 gp).