Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses like a well dressed Cartwright does, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His blue hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise black. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Purson was born with his mother's beautiful face. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cartwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cartwright work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, In love, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a sickle on his belt. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Robert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Healer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (4000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Anverth abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time and is in decent physical shape. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise gray.

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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Unemployed. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Unemployed for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Cynical, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 20 gp. Sard (40 gp).

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 wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. He has moderate length red hair. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born in the south to a Scribe, Frouse learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Scribe. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a shepherd again

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 600 gp.