Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his red hair down. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Thomas was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue sapphire (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Amber (150 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His white hair is cut short. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has worked as a Laborer like his father before him.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Laborer responsibilities is difficult; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 2 Thunderstones. 6 Acid flasks. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His brown hair is still thick. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in the north to a Apothecary, Don learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 Apothecary. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His hair is red and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Robert took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Herbalist for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Terse, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Armorer. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the south to a Armorer, Balimaar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Fletcher; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.