Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is blonde and very short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Glassblower. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He became a Glassblower soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 gp. Jasper (80 gp). Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. Balimaar was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Scribe. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Trey liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: 5'8" and muscular, this eastern man wears just a grey suit. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. 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 works hard and plays hard.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist, Mundane. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 47000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a long, pastel cloak. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Carpenter but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Gifted from a young age, Adam studied abroad. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.