Description: She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her silver crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She takes great joy in being the best Locksmith in town.

History: Findex was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Locksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Locksmith work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Black pearl (400 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Jasper (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears just a black suit. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. Her white hair is matted, messy, and big. Her eyes are likewise white. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Aym will drive conversation. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She worked as a nervous Herbalist and found it very stressful. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Knight again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 130 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp).

Description: This slender man stands about 5'3". He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He keeps his beige fur in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 400 gp. Rock crystal (40 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Erevan was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Seamstress. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears professional attire. He keeps his long blue hair kept up in a rat tail. His skin is flawless and his white eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Merihim hails from a village terrorized by giants. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 340 gp. Eye agate (4 gp). 2 Thunderstones.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her blue robe. She has styled her golden hair well, parting it to the left. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is mildly Human supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Bricklayer profession.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Half-Elven companion (her 'brother'). She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.