Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, white shirt, and green tie. His silver hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dalgal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He is physically well-built. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a Stableman first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Ashgarn took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: 3'7" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Zaffrab was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 140 gp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). 1 Average lock.

Description: He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished morningstar as well. His blonde hair is cut short. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker tan hat.

Personality: Nim hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 200 gp.