Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He uses divination through singing.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 west. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, In love, Family. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a simple grey robe with black stripes complete with hood, and carries ceremonial daggers. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. Recently the stress of being a Healer has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Sard (50 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). 4 Smokesticks. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars and is in decent physical shape. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

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 is renowned for his bright blue suits and hats. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Holy water. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp.