Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a brown vest and prefers black and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a very tight haircut. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Arnold lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fortune-teller they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Merchant, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He takes great joy in being the best Layabout in town.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His childhood dream was to be a Performer, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Layabout job and began his own company from there.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 600 sp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Jet (80 gp). Obsidian (4 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits and sputters

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

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Gerald was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sage hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Barber profession.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp.