Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'7". He prefers to wear flannel, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. His white crest is thinning but still full. His eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: Mozikth hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He struck the Laborer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Stableman; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 700 sp.

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 prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. He has brown eyes and a pastel hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a Layabout first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He found a children's book about a Halfling Cleric who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars, and is pretty ugly. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Tailor mother left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Chay was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, 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 Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 10000 cp.