Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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 comes from a rich southern family. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Korag never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is greedy

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, In love. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: An older woman who likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, she is not a threatening figure. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Born in the east to a Mason, Xanaphia learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a trident on her belt. Her hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: She hates brigands. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Rose hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Rose liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 gp. Jet (50 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Fibblestib was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Fibblestib 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 became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Greedy, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 cp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, tan cloak. His hair is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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, Sindri is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Mayor; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.