Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He has moderate length white hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1400 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (70 gp). Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to be a shoemaker again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Greedy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 900 gp. Sard (50 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Professionalism, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears an eyepatch.

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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Thamior took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp.