Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, marred by chocolates. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Apothecary, but he was a colossal failure. He now owns his own business.

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 his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 44000 sp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'4" and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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 feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with black slacks. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Chrysoprase (80 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Average lock.

Description: This man wears an entirely tan suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. After coming to the age of reason, Gilbert took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and 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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy, Secretive. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Superior lock.