Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a simple brown robe with black stripes complete with hood. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He got into the Architect business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Scribe, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 310 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (30 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he likes to wear tan tank tops with green pants. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born into a rich family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 gp. Smoky quartz (50 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull green iron scale mail. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. 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 is fixated on the number 97. 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. A true patriot, Carrie would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He's also a talented Glassblower, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He's in love; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (10 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (60 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His brown hair is still thick. 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 likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He takes great joy in being the best Mortician in town.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently the stress of being a Mortician has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 cp. Golden pearl (160 gp). 1 Chain shirt.