Description: He is lean but muscular and is typically in his Map Maker uniform. He has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He uses divination through singing.

History: He got into the Map Maker business at a young age. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 33000 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is dressed in earthy colors with a green and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He got into the Glassblower business at a young age. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To protect his home; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden pearl (150 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'9" and wears just a tan suit. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His ears are large.

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. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He tends to his Sage job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp. Amber (80 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Dyer. He's also a talented Mason, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 13000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. The war was a terrible time for him, and Anselm does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Anselm was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, 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 Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 sp.