Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull grey iron scale mail. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Calcitro was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Architect hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 gp. Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). Silver ewer (80 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (50 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His brown fur is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 6'0" and muscular, this western man wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His long gray fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Left-Handed was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gifted student he started as a Carpenter, but he got bored and became a Stylist. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stylist for hire.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to be a carpenter again

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Amethyst (140 gp). Azurite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His hair is black and very short. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

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. 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 was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 50 pp.

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. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his club, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has done his best to style his copper crest to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Kiirith was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Citrine (70 gp). Brown diamond (3000 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Jet (80 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp).

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. His hair is auburn and very short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He receives visions of the future at random moments

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. After coming to the age of reason, Theriatis took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a white tunic with grey highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.