Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Nature, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Kyle speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears an entirely brown suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 13. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Religious, In love. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Standing 5'8", this man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Solomon has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Solomon and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Solomon discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Solomon fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a fancy black suit. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Fletcher business.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. 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: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp. Red garnet (120 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp).