Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed quarterstaff, just in case. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Shoemaker. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Eberdeb 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. His first spouse was a Blacksmith, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He struck the Shoemaker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to be a blacksmith again

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a violet suit, black shirt, and brown tie. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. He has amber eyes and a violet hat with a black feather.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. 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: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available she will default to her shortbow. Her golden hair, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Hlin enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Hlin was born on a far northern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Mortician. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She is physically well-built. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Baelitae took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor she uses now. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.