Description: A middle-aged man, he wears dull tan sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shield, just in case, and is pretty ugly. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

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. Thamior was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Deep green spinel (150 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a pastel tunic with green highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving 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, Riardon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Riardon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Joker, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 pp.