Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His chestnut hair is lengthy. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears baggy black pantaloons and a yellow scarf. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A freak accident while working with his Weaver mother left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull violet sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

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

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Superior lock.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Drogo lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Red spinel (80 gp).