Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is long and black with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. 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. Lorm took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1200 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Boddynock was born with his mother's beautiful face. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mason work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mason work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Mason.

Motivation: To be a Servant again.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 3100 gp. Hematite (6 gp). Rose (20 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Tourmaline (140 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Blue sapphire (1200 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 3'0" and wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 700 sp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His purple hair is still thick. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Abad speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.