Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 42. 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 takes great joy in being the best Cook in town.

History: He was born into a rich family. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cook work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cook work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His black hair is singed and shortened. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He got into the Mason business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 10 pp. Black pearl (1000 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Carnelian (70 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Frederick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 400 gp. Silver pearl (150 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greataxe, but if one is not available he will default to his morningstar. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Percival does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Solid gold idol (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. His tied-back hair is brown. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Dean was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 80000 cp. A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (50 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).