Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His black hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His childhood dream was to be a Sage, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and to be a sage again

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This eastern man has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is golden and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He tends to his Blacksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Sard (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a pastel vest and prefers tan and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bellfounder born in the past three hundred years. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and balancing his hectic life and new bellfounder responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, In love, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Wiggens is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 2000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (120 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tan shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Dimble was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Sensitive, Secretive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 41000 sp.