Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. 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: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Selfish, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is physically well-built. His red hair is cut short. He has blue eyes.

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. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Architect work with an outfit from a few towns over. Architect work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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 to unite with his sister

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 600 sp. Rose (20 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a white shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and brown pants. He has red hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his youth he was a Crown-heir, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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 seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Mundane, PTSD. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 24000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.