Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a pastel coat with blue slacks. His hair is black and very short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Chem has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

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. His parents enrolled him in a Ranger school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is typically in his Ruler uniform. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Charles hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Ruler business.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His childhood dream was to be a Stylist, but he was a colossal failure. 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: Expand his business; and to be a stylist again

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His childhood dream was to be a Interpreter, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bricklayer for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Family, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 900 gp. Blue quartz (4 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 62. 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 cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A freak accident while working with his Apothecary father left him crippled. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.