Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He has no hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is typically in his Shepherd uniform. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Blacksmith profession.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Nim was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He tends to his Shepherd job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 3100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he usually wears his grey robe and has his warhammer always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Soveliss was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Masseuse. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is content

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1100 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Barber business.

History: Aramil was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

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 he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 230 pp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a blue shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and white pants. He has no hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

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

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Coral (160 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp).