Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. His silver hair is singed and shortened. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a simple brown robe with white stripes complete with hood. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. 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, Shamash is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Shamash hails from a village terrorized by brigands. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered brigands who tried to eat his hand. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He stands about 4'3" and wears just a green suit. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has a very tight haircut. 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 is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Kilvar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Kilvar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist, Antagonistic. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 pp. Amethyst (120 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest and is in decent physical shape. His hair is silver and very short. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Aust is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly falchions and bows. His gold crest is singed and shortened. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Direcris grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Direcris. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 150 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.