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 crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Beggar business.

History: Donaar lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born into a rich family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 50000 cp. Tourmaline (70 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When Nirgel reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Nirgel was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Military, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 6000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Hugh took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Disciplined, Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1900 gp. Hematite (11 gp). Sard (60 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp).