Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thamior was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and revenge

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Ashgarn wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the south were limited. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 sp. Obsidian (9 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a simple brown robe with grey stripes complete with hood. He has chestnut hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Gilthur was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Crown-heir. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 70 gp. Amethyst (110 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Knight. Her white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Artistic, Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 160 gp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (10 gp). 1 Superior lock.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sellsword and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She is an epitome of beauty. Her blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: When she was but 4 years old her parents immigrated from the west. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to be a server again

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her brass crest, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Roofer profession.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She became a Farmer soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and tends to wear a large red jacket. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. After a long history of fighting, Eran and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears violet trousers with black and blue striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her auburn hair is long and unkept. Her eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Avice took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor she uses now. She was granted martial powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Banded mail.