Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears black trousers with brown and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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, Azaki is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'3" when asserting himself. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 78. 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 is harsh and unforgiving.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (11 gp). Sard (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a kukri on his belt. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gildmak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he usually wears his tan robe and has his morningstar always slung over his shoulder. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born in the south to a Architect, Smoking learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Smoking took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and balancing his hectic life and new architect responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Athletic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A freak accident while working with his Barrister mother left him crippled. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 6000 cp. Pink pearl (90 gp).