Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

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 Laborer. He became a Laborer soon after.

Motivation: To be a Gardener again; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear flannel. He has moderate length black hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. At some point he was captured by dire rats and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 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 shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He uses divination through singing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thamior studied abroad. 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. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Banker mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull white iron scale mail. His hair is long and red with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Halimath lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. Being a Herbalist kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

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.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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