Description: He stands about 5'3" and prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He got into the Miller business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Miller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miller.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his glaive with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair is thinning but still full. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother 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: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Guardian. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 50 pp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Kaladan wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He is a Doppelganger in disguise. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is typically in his Brewer uniform. His auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Brewer 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 has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and to be a baker again

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fisher. He tends to his Fisher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is content.

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 20000 cp. Golden pearl (110 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Fire opal (700 gp). Eye agate (15 gp).