Description: He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His black hair is thinning but still full. He has blue eyes and a white hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shield, just in case. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Manfred took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He became a Locksmith soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Locksmith responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This western man dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a black coat with tan slacks. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his white hair up. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born in the west. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear flannel. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is long and silver with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Guy is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.