Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, marred by beers. He has shaved his head bald. His ears are large.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He wears a simple brown robe with tan stripes complete with hood. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Bertram 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, marred by sweets. His hair is blonde and curly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in a small plains village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 800 gp. Carnelian (70 gp). Azurite (11 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He very much looks the part of a Roofer. His hair is auburn and curly. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Roofer.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His hair is brown and curly. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane, Secretive. Bonds: In love, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.