Description: This tall, slender man wears skinny pants and wears a grey and black robe with the hood down. He sports a flattop hair cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in the west to a Roofer, Dworic learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by a spirit.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Flaws: Greedy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Igden was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. 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: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is content

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He has gleaming, smiling white eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 95. 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: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Thamuz took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Human compassion.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 44000 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length black crest. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the west to a Banker, Quarethon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Farmer, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 140 pp.