Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mason. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (5 gp). Sard (70 gp).

Description: He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black hair is singed and shortened. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Miner arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (10 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head, and carries flails. His brown hair is lengthy. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a great chef.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his youth he was a Guard, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 7000 sp. A roughly beaten golden orb (150 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He dresses like a well dressed Sellsword does. He has wavy scarlet crest. He has a tattooed face.

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. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Medrash took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sellsword.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.