Description: He wears a brown vest and prefers grey and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries a battered spear and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His childhood dream was to be a Blacksmith, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Brewer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new brewer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spits and sputters

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

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Erevan 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 inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Military, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. White opal (1000 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Citrine (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thervan studied abroad. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (120 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.