Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tan vest and prefers red and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Mindartis enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Mindartis never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a blue collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 Armorer. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown deerstalker hat and brown clothes. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Theriatis was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Theriatis decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miner responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 12000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Eye agate (8 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is lengthy. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Herbalist but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Erevan was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Pacifist, Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 700 gp. Blue sapphire (500 gp). Obsidian (10 gp).