Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. His blue hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are white.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Scribe work with an outfit from a few towns over. Scribe work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Scribe for hire.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a white armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Armorer born in the past three hundred years. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Armorer for the past few years.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'11" and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by unlife.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a pastel feather.

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. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Pikar was born with his father's beautiful face. Through the years after Pikar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Pikar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and carries swords. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nordak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Secretive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 500 sp.