Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is portly but not overly obese. He sports a flattop hair cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He takes great joy in being the best Gardener in town.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Gardener. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 5'3" and wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. Her golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her writing with anyone who is interested.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She has never given up on her writing dream.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Cook and was forced into it by her family; and regain custody of her son

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears just a yellow suit. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Arannis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He found a children's book about a Half-Elf Warrior who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a blue collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished club as well. He has a very tight haircut. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. 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, Frug is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. 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. Frug took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he has a crush on the local scribe

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 50000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.