Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 1. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Travok was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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. 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: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born in the east. Cory abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp. Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Azurite (12 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Thervan was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy gray fur. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has a hunchback. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100000 cp. Alexandrite (400 gp). White opal (900 gp). Sard (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses like a well dressed Barkeep does, and is pretty ugly. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. 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 can speak with the recently deceased. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barkeep work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barkeep work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Barkeep for hire.

Motivation: To be a Bellfounder again; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 800 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.