Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Shane was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. He has brown eyes and a tan hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Ostracized due to the martial 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 Miner.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He takes great joy in being the best Sculptor in town.

History: Randal hails from a village terrorized by giants. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He became a Sculptor soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Rose (80 gp). Citrine (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ralf studied abroad. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ralf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and doesn't want to be a baker and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Holy water.