Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He is an epitome of beauty. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Jeweler. He also hits on men, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in the west to a Jeweler, Ahvain learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1700 gp. Hematite (5 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is white and curly. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Unemployed born in the past three hundred years. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gifted student he started as a Guard, but he got bored and became a Unemployed. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Thervan was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bricklayer. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: 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; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1200 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has blonde hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born to a Bellfounder, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Naill took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His hair is black and curly. He is baby faced.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Hunter arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 700 gp.