Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Gerald was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Ideals: Joker, Opinionated, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her long red hair reaches down to her waist. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. While she appears to be a normal Gnome, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a Soapmaker first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Soapmaker. He tends to his Soapmaker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 340 gp. Sard (20 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a fancy green dress. Her white hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Osah was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Osah abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 130 pp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a green armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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, Valafar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 90 gp.