Description: This tall, slender man wears a green cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. His beige fur, when down, is lengthy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He got into the Bricklayer business at a young age. 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: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 50 gp. Red spinel (160 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'3" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. His head has been shaved. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. 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. Theobald took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 150 gp. Azurite (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a very tight haircut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Naal does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When Naal reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. 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 inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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, Ghûra is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Ghûra took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. 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: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 70 gp.