Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Pirithin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pirithin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 60000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His black hair is thinning but still full. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bather hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Now he works as a poetry tutor during his time off.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and yellow, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has moderate length red hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born into a rich family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Shepherd for hire.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a Ploughman first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He tends to his Ploughman job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Stylist again.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2000 cp. 3 Thunderstones.