Description: 6'10" and muscular, this northern man has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has brown hair. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker white hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 73. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

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. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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 was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Ahrim is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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, Ahrim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bellfounder.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bellfounder and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Job, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 12000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (160 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Soapmaker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Bolg was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1000 pp. Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Aquamarine (700 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). Pink diamond (6000 gp). Black opal (900 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp).

Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin green vertical stripes and tan pants. He carries with him a set of swords on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her cinnamon fur is long and unkept. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Stylist profession.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has worked as a Weaver like her father before her.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 6000 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Black opal (900 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Jacinth (8000 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). White opal (900 gp). Tourmaline (90 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp). Blue quartz (7 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Coral (90 gp). Hematite (7 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

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 suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. He wears his orange fur down. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Fragrant hails from a village terrorized by brigands. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Fragrant alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Fragrant was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 9000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a green armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. She has moderate length purple hair. Her white eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Dyer. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Born in the east to a Dyer, Criella learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. A gifted student she started as a Mayor, but she got bored and became a Dyer. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 8000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (90 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.