Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a pastel shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and white pants. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Brewer profession.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Iolite (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Obsidian (5 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a grey shirt with thin green vertical stripes and white pants. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is short and red. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. 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. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He tends to wear a large yellow jacket. He has black hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Charles took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Bather

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 250 gp.

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 likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears his blonde hair down. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the north. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Vilberg 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 Vilberg. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 800 gp. A small bag of saffron. (30 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a yellow coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. He has wavy brass crest. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sculptor. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

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