Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 240 gp. Red-brown spinel (140 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Wiggens 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, marred by chocolates. He wears his brown hair up. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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, Peren is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Baker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a blue vest and prefers black and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Being a Dyer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has wavy golden hair. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the north to a Soapmaker, Ralf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Spy, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Spy, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Addict, Emotional, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 90 gp.