Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Miller. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished greataxe as well. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Robert wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Robert lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He worked as a nervous Miller and found it very stressful. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His fur is lavender and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Left-Handed was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 600 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Peridot (30 gp). Banded agate (5 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Black star sapphire (400 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He sports a flattop hair cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He is typically in his Roofer uniform. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Raer took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 7 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Roofer responsibilities is difficult; and to be a spy again

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears an entirely white suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His crest is copper and very short. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. 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: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Priest

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Chain shirt.