Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His tied-back hair is black. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Tourmaline (40 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His tied-back hair is white. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a Priest, his father struggled to pay the bills. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 60 pp. Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 10000 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He carries a battered kukri and tarnished sai as well. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Adelard hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Adelard grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Weaver born in the past three hundred years. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Insomniac, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 gp.