Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a Doctor, his father struggled to pay the bills. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Quarion grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Quarion. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (20 gp). Old masterpiece painting (900 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing a long, grey cloak. His hair is short and brown. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Laborer born in the past three hundred years. A true patriot, Aramil would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to be a fletcher again

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Military, Debt. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Herbalist born in the past three hundred years. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Arannis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Arannis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Bellfounder again; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Erevan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in the east to a Mayor, Erevan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mayor. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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, Fivin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp.