Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears tan trousers with pastel and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Laborer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He became a Laborer soon after.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. His white crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in the south to a Sage, Quarethon learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Quarethon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sage for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sage responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Rose (70 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Being a Navigator 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 has passion for adventuring and risk; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 30 pp. Black pearl (1200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Amethyst (110 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tattered old clothes. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Blacksmith born in the past three hundred years. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in the west to a Blacksmith, Hobart learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He tends to his Blacksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 17000 cp. Rose (50 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Chrysoberyl (110 gp).