Description: This exceptionally lanky man tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Naill is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Naill was born the youngest of three triplets. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Herbalist. He's also a talented Servant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is content; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is long and black with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ploughman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. After a long history of fighting, Erevan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 5000 gp. Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (150 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (50 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (150 gp).

Description: This malnourished man is typically in his Locksmith uniform. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. White pearl (160 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Rose (40 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Black opal (1300 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mercenary arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Ahvain was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mercenary. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his brown hair up. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Tharivol was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. Recently the stress of being a Miller has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miller responsibilities is difficult; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.