Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'5". He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His blue hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has achieved small success as a Courier.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and balancing his hectic life and new courier responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. Moss agate (15 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His crest, while still mostly scarlet, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Azzakh does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When Azzakh reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 1400 gp. Onyx (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Sard (60 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Azurite (10 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His brass crest is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Brewer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Gorbundus has worked very hard to control his curse. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Sage. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Through the years after Thamior was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Thamior's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and revenge

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 sp.