Description: This eastern man is typically in his Carpenter uniform. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has achieved small success as a Carpenter.

Motivation: 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; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He very much looks the part of a Merchant. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a great chef.

History: Born in the east to a Merchant, Lewis learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He has achieved small success as a Merchant.

Motivation: To be a Scribe again.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp.

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 wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sai, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. He has blue eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and a wedding ring on his right hand. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Percival speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Percival was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Percival never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: In love, Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, marred by sweets. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His ears are large.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theodoric is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the north. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Theodoric never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 600 gp.