Description: He is wearing a long, white cloak. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair, while still mostly purple, has prominent grey streaks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Cairn was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To be a Fletcher again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp. Violet garnet (1200 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a white coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His hair is golden and curly. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Bhevek was born the youngest of three triplets. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Bhevek alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 9000 gp. Silver pearl (160 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Star ruby (500 gp). Hematite (13 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Red garnet (160 gp). White opal (500 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Peridot (60 gp). Sard (60 gp). Rose (60 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'4". He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a black coat with white slacks, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. His brown hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Watson wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 50 pp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length white fur. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is obsessed with his god.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'3". He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Shepherd they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Unemployed, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Disciplined, Extrovert. Bonds: Mentor, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.