Description: A man of a pale complexion, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has worked as a Architect like his father before him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 3200 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. He has green eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Anverth grew up listening to his mother's many stories. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a flail on his belt. His hair is short and white. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anthony fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 sp. Silver pearl (130 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His blonde hair is long and unkept. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Hamil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and revenge

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 110 gp.