Description: A middle-aged man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and is pretty ugly. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Through the years after Rathkran was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Rathkran's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature monstrous two handed axe.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Lapis lazuli (9 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Smoky quartz (50 gp). Sard (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Passionate, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A 6'7" western man, he very much looks the part of a Cook. He sports a flattop crest cut. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Architect profession.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Revenge; and to be a architect again

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time, marred by beers. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Through the years after Koeth was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Koeth's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.