Description: He is lean but muscular and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Disease, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has shaved his head bald. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 50. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Nim 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. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1200 gp). Jeweled gold crown (3000 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (700 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Weaver. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nutae studied abroad. 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 Weaver. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Weaver responsibilities is difficult; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: A small bag of saffron. (70 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has shaved his head bald. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in the north to a Bookbinder, Rolen learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to be a seamstress again

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He stands about 4'8" and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is cut close to his head. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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 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: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dayereth was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dayereth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 30000 cp.