Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Calcitro's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 900 gp. Malachite (13 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 140 pp. Cloth of gold vestments (160 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a worn and beaten armor. His crest is black and curly. He has gold eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely tan suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and he perpetually has his sword ready. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mason. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Hobart was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Halfling companion (his 'brother'). He has achieved small success as a Mason.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Logical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, red shirt, and black tie. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. The war was a terrible time for him, and Berrian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Citrine (20 gp). Black opal (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.