Description: He stands about 6'5" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Fletcher profession.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gifted student he started as a Fletcher, but he got bored and became a Bricklayer. He tends to his Bricklayer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a brown feathered hat and brown clothes. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Dean never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He tends to wear a large grey jacket. He is physically well-built. He has no hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Percival was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and human compassion

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Superior lock. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is braided into rings. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a great chef.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. He became a Weaver soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 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 a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Dyer business.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Percival's homeland. Percival decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Half-Plate.