Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lance grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Lance took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a Mason first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a Barber, his father struggled to pay the bills. He worked as a nervous Mason and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new mason responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Norman was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He worked as a nervous Body Guard and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Body Guard responsibilities is difficult; and to be a seamstress again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Architect profession.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. 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 Fortune-teller. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears bulky violet painted plate armor. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Gifted from a young age, Frederick studied abroad. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has achieved small success as a Priest.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.