Description: An older man who wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time, he is not a threatening figure. He sports a flattop fur cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

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, Beast is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his blue crest down. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Gorbundus was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mason and was forced into it by his family; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing red shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has done his best to style his blue hair to look like a famous performer. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Rimmon's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Architect business.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 3'6", this man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his broad violet hat.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Laborer who has hired him part-time. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Anverth was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 40 gp.