Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and carries greataxes. His tied-back hair is red. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Caeldrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Adventurer, but he got bored and became a Soapmaker. He tends to his Soapmaker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Roofer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Roofer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Roofer for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and yellow robe with the hood down. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He got into the Herbalist business at a young age. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Secretive, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 130 pp. Black opal (800 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His head has been shaved. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Red spinel (70 gp). Red-brown spinel (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Animal Trainer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. After months of barely getting by, Ahvain managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 500 gp. Silver pearl (130 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp).