Description: She dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with white slacks. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her golden hair is wavy and long. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Greedy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 60000 cp. Peridot (60 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp).

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'7" when asserting himself. His brown hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Pallabar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'4" and dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a black coat with yellow slacks. His golden hair is knotted and matted. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Thamior abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, brown shirt, and violet tie. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Peren is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is long and golden with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: Percival speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Locksmith arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Spyglass. 1 Silk rope.