Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Halflings. His skin is dark but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears a red shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Faran was born the youngest of three triplets. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Crown-heir. He has achieved small success as a Crown-heir.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to clean up the streets

Flaws: Cynical, Hedonist. Bonds: Family, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 140 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are black.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Gifted from a young age, Seddit studied abroad. Her druidic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: She is a husky woman, who is typically in her Roofer uniform. Her broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has red eyes.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with her Soapmaker father left her crippled. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Roofer.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to be a soapmaker again

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 500 sp. Deep green spinel (40 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a yellow costume with the symbols of luck on his torso. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Quarion will drive conversation. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 5000 cp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp).

Description: She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'5" when asserting herself. With bright silver hair. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Mialee reached her early adolescence her Half-Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: An older man who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Richard has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Good lock.

Description: She has a missing right arm. She wears a green tunic with red highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her skin is flawless and her black eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She has all her life been fascinated with singing.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She 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. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her silver hair is thinning but still full. She has a dull look in her blue eyes.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. To her fellows she 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: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Gynk took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor she uses now. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 5000 cp.