Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a violet coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. 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 Tailor. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a grey coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He worked as a nervous Layabout and found it very stressful. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his shield and is in decent physical shape. His head has been shaved. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: Fibblestib 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 constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Extrovert, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 24000 sp. Blue quartz (11 gp). Deep green spinel (90 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is cut short. 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 considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His childhood dream was to be a Bricklayer, but he was a colossal failure. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adrik fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Job, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly morningstars and shortbows. His hair is short and blonde. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Grûblik grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Grûblik. Being a Mortician kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1300 gp. Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.