Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is red and curly. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 achieved small success as a Miller.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miller responsibilities is difficult; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 110 gp. Tourmaline (90 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a blue collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is chestnut and curly. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Nuraval was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A 3'3" southern man, he is typically in his Doctor uniform. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a Doctor first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Arumawann is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Religious, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His fur is gray and curly. His eyes are blue.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Blacksmith. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Three alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and expand his business

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1700 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp).

Description: 4'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Veit 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 2 Smokesticks.