Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uthemar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Joker, Fighting, Gifted. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 sp. Fire opal (700 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). Red garnet (100 gp).

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 wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a Mason, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mason. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Religious, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 pp. Iolite (50 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and blue handkerchief worn on his right side. His hair is silver and very short. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Erevan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting dire rats, the young Erevan began to lead the lost caravan. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1800 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Peridot (70 gp). White opal (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He tends to wear a large pastel jacket, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sai. He has wavy black hair. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Animal Trainer profession.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Glassblower arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and wants to open a new tavern

Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Has a crush, Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears long strands of emerald and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Thamior was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.