Description: This late middle aged man very much looks the part of a Miner and is in decent physical shape. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Miner. He became a Miner soon after.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This dark-skinned male prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Ploughman; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears a red collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Gifted from a young age, Dreali studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dreali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Dreali 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 money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barkeep hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Banded agate (7 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Rock crystal (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case. His hair is brown and very short. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Marshal profession.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He bought a crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to be a marshal again

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.