Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a green tunic with blue highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his writing with anyone who is interested.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Tanner they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Beggar, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He is content; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is renowned for his bright green suits and hats. His silver hair is braided into rings. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His childhood dream was to be a Bookbinder, but he was a colossal failure. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is renowned for his bright red suits and hats. His silver crest is thinning but still full. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Quarethon was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic, Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp. Amethyst (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Tharivol was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Crown-heir, but he got bored and became a Marshal. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He very much looks the part of a Fortune-teller. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the east to a Fortune-teller, Skak learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fortune-teller for hire.

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

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 700 gp.