Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His crest is brass and very short. This gold eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sardonyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are silver and catlike.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Qemuel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Qemuel was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Shoemaker. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. 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 believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Slave Trader, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Weaver responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Aquamarine (1600 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His silver crest is thinning but still full. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in the south to a Map Maker, Mozikth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and balancing his hectic life and new map maker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Thoradin's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.