Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson tan hat.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bricklayer profession.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Miner for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Bricklayer again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 5000 gp. Banded agate (12 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: Standing 5'5", this man wears a white collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears his golden hair up. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Adran was born on a far northern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. 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: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 900 pp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (180 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (90 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green 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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Ivellios was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.