Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'7". He wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso, and his gloved hand is found clutching a spear. His crest is bronze and curly. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He got into the Banker business at a young age. 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 Banker. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Job, Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1000 cp. Lapis lazuli (5 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time, and she perpetually has her kukri ready. Her red hair is heavily combed to the left. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Valanthe hails from a village terrorized by orcs. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Valanthe has worked very hard to control her curse. During her travels, Valanthe and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Valanthe discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Valanthe fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 20 gp. 2 Holy water.

Description: She stands about 5'7" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her black hair is braided into rings. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Gardener. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Ahinar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She has worked as a Gardener like her father before her.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Gardener responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She wears a yellow coat over a red low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon her head. She has auburn hair. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Dilettante but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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. Quillathe took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor she uses now. She has achieved small success as a Dilettante.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears an entirely blue suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his youth he was a Weaver, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he dresses like a well dressed Stylist does. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Delebean 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. He worked as a nervous Stylist and found it very stressful. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Stylist for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is content; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of longbows, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sellsword. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull white iron scale mail. She carries a battered sickle and tarnished bow as well. She has no hair. Her eyes are white.

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. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was born into a rich family. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 70 gp.