Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is short and blonde. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Veit was born on a far northern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Marshal. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 150 gp. Onyx (50 gp). 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears white trousers with tan and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has a hunchback. His hair is long and brown with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He has gray eyes and a white hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Einkil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born into a rich family. Through the years after Einkil was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Einkil's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has moderate length auburn hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a Fletcher first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fletcher. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 130 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears dull red sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. He wears a colorful flower in his gray fur. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his yellow eyes.

Personality: He is a Sellsword first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Skirt hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He became a Sellsword soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp. Tourmaline (120 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Iolite (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his feathered red hat.

Personality: Everard wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Ranger, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Being a Map Maker kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Thunderstones. 7 Acid flasks.