Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bricklayer. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Kilvar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Kilvar. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1100 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Priest. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length white crest. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Optimist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1900 gp. Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Junk Dealer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull black iron scale mail. His fur is cinnamon and curly. His fierce copper eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

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 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 Baker. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.