Description: He wears a grey feathered hat and grey clothes, and carries lances. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are black and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He got into the Scribe business at a young age. Damakos was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Damakos decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is dressed in an above average manner. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Dain was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Layabout.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Doctor business.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears yellow leather gloves, a yellow jacket, and tight pants. His silver crest is braided into rings. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Sage. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Dyer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. A freak accident while working with his Herbalist mother left him crippled. 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 wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Job, In love, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.