Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Hobart was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Hobart decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Tharivol abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 2000 gp. Coral (150 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Jade (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tattered old clothes. His white crest is long and unkept. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Ploughman for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Azurite (16 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). White pearl (120 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 3'2" and muscular, this eastern man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. He keeps his copper crest in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Weaver profession.

History: Zedaar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, 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 Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gifted student he started as a Weaver, but he got bored and became a Spy. He tends to his Spy job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 170 gp.