Description: This tall, slender man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Animal Trainer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. His red hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Engraver profession.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hobart was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He became a Blacksmith soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has white hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is an amazing painter.

History: Gimble hails from a village terrorized by illithids. His parents were killed by illithids in a raid when he was still a young child. The illithids captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His tied-back hair is blonde. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Shy, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Average lock. 1 Good lock.