Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Igden was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 Armorer. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Family, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is an epitome of beauty. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. A gifted student he started as a Server, but he got bored and became a Blacksmith. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 cp. Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her red hair is well kept. Her eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Margery was born with her father's beautiful face. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She became a Mercenary soon after.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 110 gp. Zircon (80 gp). 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'1". She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her white fur is smooth and relatively long. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2800 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Adrik isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born to a Stylist, his father struggled to pay the bills. Adrik was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 60 gp.