Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Bolg was born with his father's beautiful face. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bolg fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'9". He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. He keeps his long black fur kept up in a rat tail. His copper eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Shoemaker. He has achieved small success as a Shoemaker.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family, Military, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her auburn hair is wavy and long. Her eyes are blue and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Artin hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her dancing career. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. A freak accident while working with her Marshal father left her crippled. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Jasper (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.