Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Ivellios studied abroad. After coming to the age of reason, Ivellios took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1800 gp. Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born in the east. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. Being a Baker kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).

Description: He wears an entirely white suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'8" when asserting himself. He has moderate length brown hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Erevan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When Erevan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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 has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Family, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is red and curly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Tharivol wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bellfounder profession.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. Tharivol was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Tharivol decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, black shirt, and brown tie. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 6000 sp.