Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears baggy red pantaloons and a grey scarf. He is an epitome of beauty. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Laucian was born in the west. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, tan shirt, and pastel tie. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly pickaxes and whips. He has no hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He worked as a nervous Ploughman and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Blacksmith again; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold music box (4000 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is light but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Black opal (1200 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Emerald (1200 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Sard (20 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears dull pastel sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. His brown hair is still thick. His black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Rimmon wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.