Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is yellow, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He got into the Gardener business at a young age. His parents enrolled him in a Monk school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Expand his business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'1" and is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His dark red hair is still thick. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Purson will drive conversation. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born into a rich family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

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

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears long strands of topaz and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, marred by teas. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Eiravel enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

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 parents enrolled him in a Adept school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Thoradin was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. When Thoradin reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: Retire the richest man in the west; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 70 gp.