Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has no hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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: Frederick was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, 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 Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A gifted student he started as a Banker, but he got bored and became a Glassblower. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He stands about 6'6" and wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: An older man who is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Kyle hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He takes great joy in being the best Dilettante in town.

History: Kyle was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student he started as a Bellfounder, but he got bored and became a Dilettante. He's also a talented Bellfounder, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Dilettante responsibilities is difficult; and to be a bellfounder again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has achieved small success as a Stylist.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a fancy blue suit. His white hair is cut short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. During his travels, Ralf and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ralf discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ralf fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp.