Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears an entirely violet suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Solomon wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, gnolls burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying south to reunite his family. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Acid flasks. 2 Smokesticks. 4 Thunderstones.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his mother's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered orcs who tried to eat his hand. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This malnourished man very much looks the part of a Bowyer. His tied-back hair is chestnut. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Bowyer. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Antitoxin. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Miller arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Revenge; and he's in love

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is wearing a long, white cloak. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Interpreter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Interpreter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Interpreter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Bonds: Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 800 gp.