Description: 5'0" and muscular, this southern man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born in the south to a Miller, Az-Adar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 Miller. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: He wears a grey collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Valafar was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Unemployed work with an outfit from a few towns over. Unemployed work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Performer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 30 gp. Brown-green garnet (110 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Erias took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Insane, Greedy, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length green crest. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Maagog 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. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy, PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1000 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (160 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1000 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Scribe profession.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He worked as a nervous Apothecary and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.