Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. His red hair is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Osco alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His green crest has been sun bleached extensively. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Medrash speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mayor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1100 pp. Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (90 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are brown.

Personality: Olrok is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Knight father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Extrovert, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 500 gp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He very much looks the part of a Mortician. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. 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's also a talented Junk Dealer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.