Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His brown hair is knotted and matted. 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 seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Holy water. 3 Smokesticks. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Soapmaker. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Gifted from a young age, Wymar studied abroad. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting dire rats, the young Wymar began to lead the lost caravan. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He very much looks the part of a Barkeep. He has a hunchback. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. 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: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This malnourished man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His tied-back hair is white. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Gilbert 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. He is an amazing painter.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Gilbert took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1200 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp).

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He is physically well-built. His tied-back hair is auburn. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. 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. Thomas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and human compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 gp. Chalcedony (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp).