Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Jet (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his right hand. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Gifted from a young age, Percival studied abroad. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Percival has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 sp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Black opal (1200 gp). Brown-green garnet (50 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Balimaar was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Balimaar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Miller for the past few years.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 10000 sp. Rhodochrosite (9 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a white coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He has wavy auburn hair. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Merchant and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family, Poor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.