Description: He wears a yellow top hat and yellow clothes. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His hair is chestnut and curly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Galinndan hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Galinndan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Galinndan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3000 sp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Red garnet (80 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and black handkerchief worn on his left side. He has moderate length black hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Doctor for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 pp. Moss agate (14 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Malachite (14 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A freak accident while working with his Architect father left him crippled. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 gp.