Description: He wears an entirely brown suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Seamstress profession.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Norman took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He's also a talented Seamstress, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and many gnolls want him driven away

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 3000 sp. Fiery yellow corundum (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Amber (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a white coat with pastel slacks. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sculptor born in the past three hundred years. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Drogo was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Sculptor and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: To be a Guard again.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears just a red suit. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Clerebold hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Clerebold was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 gp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 3 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. He is an epitome of beauty. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Cory was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mortician. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Emotional, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears professional attire. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 6000 cp.