Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears baggy red pantaloons and a white scarf. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Brewer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Brewer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His chestnut hair is cut short. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

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. Wymar 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 he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp. Chalcedony (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Simple lock. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has no hair. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His black hair is braided into rings. He wears a mask on his face.

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 is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Geoffrey was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.