Description: He has a missing left leg. He is renowned for his bright blue suits and hats. His red hair is still thick. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Peter took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. 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: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a white vest and prefers grey and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A 5'2" northern man, he typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Clerebold lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Gardener for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He tends to wear a large green jacket. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: Doesn't want to be a Baker and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He wears his white hair up. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Frederick does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2400 sp. Jet (40 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.