Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Roofer profession.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears a yellow shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is portly but not overly obese. His white crest, when down, is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady red eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in the west to a Gardener, Bidreked learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His first spouse was a Masseuse, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has achieved small success as a Gardener.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 800 gp. Brown-green garnet (130 gp). White opal (700 gp).

Description: He wears a brown deerstalker hat and brown clothes. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Caeldrim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1400 gp. Jade (160 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Emerald (1000 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple brown robe with yellow stripes complete with hood. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stylist work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stylist work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 13000 cp. 1 Backpack. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a brown tunic with grey highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.