Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses like a well dressed Locksmith does. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Thervan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Locksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Locksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He became a Locksmith soon after.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and grey handkerchief worn on his right side. He wears his black hair down. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He got into the Map Maker business at a young age. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He tends to his Map Maker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears tattered old clothes. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Arannis was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. He is physically well-built. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a Seamstress first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a actor again

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 900 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an entirely blue suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and carries lances. His auburn hair is lengthy. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dreali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).