Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished hammer as well. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. 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 Gardener. He has worked as a Gardener like his father before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. After months of barely getting by, Ribbles managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a mace, but if one is not available he will default to his shortbow. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born into a rich family. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1400 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (180 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. 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 retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a pickaxe on his belt. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 25. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. 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. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.