Description: He sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He got into the Jeweler business at a young age. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new jeweler responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He is wearing a long, violet cloak. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Mindartis studied abroad. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: He is typically in his Fortune-teller uniform. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and balancing his hectic life and new fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is typically in his Body Guard uniform. He wears his black fur up. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is a great chef.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He struck the Body Guard job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears an entirely brown suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes and is in decent physical shape. She has a long golden ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. A true patriot, Eleanor would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She bought a whip and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 600 gp. Blue quartz (9 gp). Blue star sapphire (700 gp). 1 Full Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is a Stylist first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. A gifted student he started as a Butcher, but he got bored and became a Stylist. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: He typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Through the years after Curran was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Curran's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Curran and his spouse have recently divorced.

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 to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 8000 sp. Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1800 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (150 gp).

Description: 5'7" and muscular, this western man wears just a black suit. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Lûgnak 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. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his morningstar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has moderate length red hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson red hat.

Personality: Silvo is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Silvo reached his early adolescence his Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Forgetful. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Carved bone or ivory statuette (40 gp).