Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His black hair is still thick. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Good lock.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Locksmith arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This malnourished man wears a brown feathered hat and brown clothes. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Chay is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Gifted from a young age, Chay studied abroad. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has done his best to style his silver crest to look like a famous performer. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Fax took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Tourmaline (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sculptor profession.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ralf took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To be a Sculptor again; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 500 gp. Chalcedony (40 gp).