Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a green costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He has silver hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in the west. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Aramil 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'10". He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a Roofer, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Thamior took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 120 pp. White pearl (140 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 clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a Bookbinder, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Stylist. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. 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 Stylist. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Violet garnet (700 gp).