Description: He very much looks the part of a Sage. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sage. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Logical, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has wavy white crest. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Dazzazn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dazzazn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His head has been shaved. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. 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: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears pastel trousers with violet and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He is an epitome of beauty. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Bertram abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: White pearl (150 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears baggy tan pantaloons and a yellow scarf. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Argran was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Argran decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Beggar kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.