Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished trident as well. He wears his white crest up. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His childhood dream was to be a Stylist, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Dyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 190 pp. Banded agate (7 gp). Emerald (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has white hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Weaver born in the past three hundred years. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Vondal grew up listening to his father's many stories. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He's also a talented Actor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Slave, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 pp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). A small bag of saffron. (80 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is golden and curly. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a black shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is dressed in an above average manner. He has dyed his greying red fur a little too much giving a sharp red color. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Being a Sage 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 possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 6000 sp.