Description: She dresses like a well dressed Architect does, and carries pickaxes. She has slicked back golden hair. She is baby faced.

Personality: Unvera speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Unvera is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Architect. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Architect.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a yellow suit, white shirt, and pastel tie. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. 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 is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Marshal but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Quarion never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Secretive. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She keeps her rusty crest in a flapper bob. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her father.

History: She was born in the east. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears just a green suit, and is pretty ugly. Her blue crest, when down, is lengthy. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a Merchant, her father struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Thunderstones. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longbows and scythes. His scarlet crest is still thick. He has gold eyes.

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. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His crest is gold and curly. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Soapmaker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Joker, Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, violet cloak. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. 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 was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Dustin was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Halfling people; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Guard like his father before him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive, Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 4000 cp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Manfred isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Manfred was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Through the years after Manfred was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Manfred's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 800 sp.