Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He is physically well-built. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Geoffrey was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Cartwright. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, marred by teas. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Simon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp. Star ruby (400 gp). Obsidian (7 gp).

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and black handkerchief worn on his left side. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Bellfounder but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bellfounder. He's also a talented Dilettante, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated, Pacifist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp).

Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His tied-back hair is auburn. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. 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, Dean is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. 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: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp.