Description: He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Baker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He wears baggy grey pantaloons and a red scarf. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Gardener profession.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Unemployed. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 41000 sp. Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Malachite (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Theodoric was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, 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 Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 14000 cp.

Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed kukri, just in case. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His auburn hair is still thick. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a Locksmith, his father struggled to pay the bills. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Buckler.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a pastel costume with the symbols of magic on his torso and is in decent physical shape. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Anselm isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Shepherd they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Dilettante, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Religious, Debt. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 30000 cp. Star rose quartz (40 gp).