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. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Through the years after Solomon was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Solomon's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a pastel collared shirt and red pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Tailor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has taken up work as a Bather and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with yellow slacks. His red hair is singed and shortened. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 22000 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Interpreter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Interpreter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Interpreter soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.