Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a black shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His purple hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise white.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Mormo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is baby faced.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Broce was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He worked as a nervous Shepherd and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Terse, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This western man wears bulky yellow painted plate armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Gifted from a young age, Lewis studied abroad. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Lewis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He wears an entirely brown suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His golden hair is long and unkept. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 150 gp.