Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Vondal was born the youngest of three triplets. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His tied-back hair is brown. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Herbalist profession.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mason arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and doesn't want to be a mason and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1500 sp. Star rose quartz (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp).

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull blue iron scale mail. She sports white long hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: She hates giants. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She took after her mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her mother taught her to defend herself. When her mother died while fighting giants, the young Eridred began to lead the lost caravan. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a hunchback. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She likes to wear green tank tops with tan skirt. Her red hair is long and unkept. Her white eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Hecat speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: She wears long strands of topaz and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her brown hair is heavily combed to the left. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was born into a rich family. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. 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: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is dressed in earthy colors with a black and violet handkerchief worn on his right side. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the east to a Butcher, Gimûb learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His fur is cinnamon and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Aelar embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.