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 a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Roondar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 north. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 160 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

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. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and balancing his hectic life and new bricklayer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'7" when asserting himself. His gold crest is braided into rings. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Valorean is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 700 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp).

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He carries a battered rapier and tarnished shortbow as well. He wears his brass crest up. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his youth he was a Jeweler, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. His red hair is cut short. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fletcher profession.

History: Born in the north to a Mercenary, Nuraval learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. After a long history of fighting, Nuraval and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.