Description: He wears a white tunic with black highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is physically well-built. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. The war was a terrible time for him, and Theobald does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 39000 sp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull black iron scale mail. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Trey was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A freak accident while working with his Dilettante mother left him crippled. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Dilettante; and he's in love

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is content

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Shy. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'11" and wears a white vest and prefers pastel and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Randal wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has worked as a Stylist like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp. Star ruby (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).