Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and carries lances. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in the east. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born into a rich family. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He struck the Dilettante job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp. Hematite (11 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Gnomes became a terror of the countryside. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Gifted, Logical. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Architect who has hired him part-time. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: The child of a Scribe, who enjoyed hunting, Broce was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Broce took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Broce fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a whip, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. His black hair is cut short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 80 gp. Banded agate (16 gp).