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 hair is long and blonde with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Bricklayer born in the past three hundred years. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He worked as a nervous Bricklayer and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 pp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Rose (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears an entirely violet suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears his red hair up. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He works hard and plays hard.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Eiravel was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Eiravel decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has achieved small success as a Mercenary.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 900 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp).

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His silver hair is long and unkept. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Layabout mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hadarai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Fortune-teller. He is portly but not overly obese. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Fortune-teller. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When Theriatis reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 struck the Fortune-teller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Nature, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting dire rats, the young Erdan began to lead the lost caravan. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 900 gp.