Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a grey vest and prefers black and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He dresses in yellow turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with green slacks. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Bûbol 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. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Carpenter responsibilities is difficult; and to be a butcher again

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Varis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 900 gp. Aquamarine (200 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (15 gp).

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 cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.