Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shield, just in case. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'8" when asserting himself. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Paelias was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Spy. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3000 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (60 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp).

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Glassblower born in the past three hundred years. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Varis grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Glassblower and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1600 gp. Alexandrite (1200 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born into a rich family. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'7", this man wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a whip on his belt. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Rolen liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a whip and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.