Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Weaver father left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a black vest and prefers violet and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 87. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Interpreter born in the past three hundred years. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Peter abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He tends to his Interpreter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple pastel robe with tan stripes complete with hood. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Guardian, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He dresses like a well dressed Armorer does. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He got into the Armorer 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 then took over the family business and is one of the better Armorer for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a shepherd again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.