Description: He is lean but muscular and dresses like a well dressed Miner does. His hair is silver and very short. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Miner. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born to a Laborer, his father struggled to pay the bills. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He struck the Miner job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and carries shortbows. His hair is white and very short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. After coming to the age of reason, Calcitro took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses like a well dressed Architect does, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the east to a Architect, Halander learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Dyer, but he got bored and became a Architect. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Architect for hire.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A 5'4" northern man, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His white eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed blue hat.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in the north to a Sculptor, Valafar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sculptor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Sculptor responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2100 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (800 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (140 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). A small bag of saffron. (50 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (50 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and is pretty ugly. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Foxilon lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Armorer and was forced into it by his family; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Family, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.