Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job, Debt. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Percival was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has achieved small success as a Map Maker.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Slave, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses like a well dressed Sage does. His rusty crest is braided into rings. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He got into the Sage business at a young age. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Logical. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Sage

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has shaved his head bald. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Addict, Lazy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 160 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Zûmug was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Mortician. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Spyglass.