Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a sickle on his belt. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Forgetful. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 19000 cp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat, and he perpetually has his shortbow ready. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Shy. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears baggy green pantaloons and a yellow scarf. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Servant profession.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He struck the Banker job and began his own company from there.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'5". He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortspear. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born in a small island village. Ralf liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Weaver for hire.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Job, Debt. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With violet face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he very much looks the part of a Stableman. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born to a Shepherd, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He tends to his Stableman job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Joker, Optimist, Athletic. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 28000 sp. Violet garnet (900 gp). Carnelian (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (11 gp).