Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and black handkerchief worn on his left side. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Uraim was born the youngest of three triplets. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears bulky yellow painted plate armor. He is an epitome of beauty. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 90 gp. Red garnet (80 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is purple and very short. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Skamos took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He is an epitome of beauty. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Morkral was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To be a Stableman again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His scarlet crest, when down, is lengthy. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. The war was a terrible time for him, and Adrex does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the east. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Flaws: Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Good lock.