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 tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Servant. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Arnold took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Arnold and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His childhood dream was to be a Laborer, but he was a colossal failure. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again; and balancing his hectic life and new bellfounder responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is long and black with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Anthony does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Anthony reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Banker who has hired him part-time. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Dean took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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 is content; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.