Description: This man wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his right hand. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Umpen was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Nature, Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Zaffrab is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair is knotted and matted. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Morkral was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are violet and catlike.

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 is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Nutae was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Glassblower, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a glassblower again

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 pp. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Alchemist’s fire.