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 does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small yellow hat.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Selfish, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp).

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His silver hair is cut short. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of goblins

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Moss agate (7 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp).

Description: With pastel face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is a Weaver first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 gp. Iolite (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Eye agate (12 gp).

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Sculptor. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

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. 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 east. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sculptor for hire.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Kyle 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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 gp.