Description: He stands about 4'2" and is typically in his Map Maker uniform. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the west to a Map Maker, Veit learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. After coming to the age of reason, Veit took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He got money to start a business from the gang present in town. He is greatly indebted to them.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Debt. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 7000 sp. Alexandrite (900 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp).

Description: This northern man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair is singed and shortened. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Brewer for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Religious, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he prefers to wear flannel. He has no hair. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Brown diamond (7000 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Radomir fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 500 gp.