Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His black hair is cut short. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Architect work with an outfit from a few towns over. Architect work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Recently the stress of being a Architect has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he has a crush on the local tailor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is portly but not overly obese. He sports a flattop hair cut. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp. Red garnet (160 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He wears his silver hair down. He has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is content

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 sp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Hematite (15 gp). 1 Antitoxin.

Description: Standing 4'0", this man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length red hair. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.