Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 Stableman. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a long, black cloak. His hair is always cut to a buzz. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He takes great joy in being the best Weaver in town.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He got into the Healer business at a young age. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heward fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 6000 sp. Amethyst (140 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His black hair is braided into rings. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, In love, Religious. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his whip with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and carries whips. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: Norman hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.