Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Soapmaker. His hair is blonde and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest, marred by sweets. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He got into the Knight business at a young age. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has achieved small success as a Knight.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Knight

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

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 is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Stableman. His rusty crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a Stableman first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rathkran studied abroad. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Persistence, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 sp.

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 prefers to wear brown clothing when he does not wear armor. His black hair is cut short. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Thervan 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 son.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He found a children's book about a Elf Rogue 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 sp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (50 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp).

Description: A 5'8" eastern man, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. His lavender fur is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are a pleasant copper.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Aura liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.