Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His parents enrolled him in a Bard school at a young age so that he could practice his divine talents. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1200 pp. Rose (40 gp). Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Coral (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). Coral (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1300 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Amber (80 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is an epitome of beauty. He has moderate length black hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Morkral enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Morkral and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and dwarven compassion

Flaws: Racist, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. Paelias is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and doesn't want to be a ploughman and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Irish accent

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

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries with him a set of greataxes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His white crest, when down, is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. 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, Bharash is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Beggar. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bharash fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Scribe again; and balancing his hectic life and new beggar responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Aquamarine (1400 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'2" and wears dark leathers with embroidery. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a great chef.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Architect arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Architect work with an outfit from a few towns over. Architect work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 80 gp.