Description: This man is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, blue shirt, and white tie, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born into a rich family. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has taken up work as a Ploughman and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears long strands of aquamarine and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in the west to a Layabout, Whurbin learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Detective, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Buckler.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing a long, white cloak. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Miner. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Thamior lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has no hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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 drifted from career to career and currently works as a Servant.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 200 sp.