Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple green robe with white stripes complete with hood. His tied-back hair is auburn. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Engraver business.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a hammer on his belt. He is portly but not overly obese. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 41. 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. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Clerebold has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and retire the richest man in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Tourmaline (60 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is portly but not overly obese. His head has been shaved. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 30000 cp. Eye agate (13 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ralf studied abroad. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ralf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and doesn't want to be a baker and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Holy water.