Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his falchion, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Cartwright profession.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He became a Weaver soon after.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and he wants revenge against drow

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His fur is white and curly. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Skirt was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Hunter. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears baggy red pantaloons and a violet scarf. His hair is long and red with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Erevan reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is yellow, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is golden and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He got into the Bowyer business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Armorer again.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 80 gp.