Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. A freak accident while working with his Merchant mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His green crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He is baby faced.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Seamstress. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and balancing his hectic life and new seamstress responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears a red collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His tied-back hair is golden. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He worked as a nervous Scribe and found it very stressful. He struck the Scribe job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a guard again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Family, Military, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has no hair. He has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

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 has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. His tied-back hair is brown. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 sp.