Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case. He is physically well-built. He has a very tight haircut. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Tourmaline (90 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Amethyst (90 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'8" and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is braided into rings. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is an amazing painter.

History: Gennal was born with his father's beautiful face. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 3000 gp.

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 wears dull grey sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hammer, just in case. He has shaved his head bald. He is baby faced.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Nutae lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A freak accident while working with his Map Maker father left him crippled. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 170 pp. Iolite (70 gp). White opal (500 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Azurite (7 gp). Sard (70 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Eiravel will drive conversation. He uses divination through singing.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 900 pp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (8000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He takes great joy in being the best Blacksmith in town.

History: Thamior was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 Blacksmith. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Blacksmith responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Bloodstone (30 gp).