Description: An older man who wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a sickle on his belt, he is not a threatening figure. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a Bricklayer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a Jeweler, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 7000 sp. Sard (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Animal Trainer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family, In love. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 4000 cp. Violet garnet (500 gp). Star ruby (900 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 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: A middle-aged man, he prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in a small island village. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Stylist. He's also a talented Jeweler, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 10000 sp.