Description: This man wears dull brown sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Theobald hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman is typically in her Shepherd uniform. Her chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her silver unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nija studied abroad. 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 Shepherd soon after.

Motivation: To be a Bellfounder again; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 6000 cp. Silver pearl (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She prefers to wear flannel. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She is baby faced.

Personality: Duvamil is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: She comes from a rich eastern family. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Servant kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Slave, Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 37000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He tends to wear a large black jacket. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length gold crest. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Srorthen took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and balancing his hectic life and new beggar responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.