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 tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Weaver. 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 was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he very much looks the part of a Beggar. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Beggar and was forced into it by his family; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 2900 gp. Rose (70 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Amber (100 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He usually wears his brown robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Thamior is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his father's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He's also a talented Gardener, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2800 gp. Amber (150 gp). Malachite (9 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Emerald (1300 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. His black hair is thinning but still full. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Varis hails from a village terrorized by brigands. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Varis alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 7000 sp. Moss agate (6 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His hair is red and curly. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Thervan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Thervan reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 sp.