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 is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His brass crest is still thick. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He worked as a nervous Spy and found it very stressful. He tends to his Spy job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: 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, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'7" when asserting himself. His fur is gray and curly. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born in the south to a Sellsword, Aura learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Aura liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 260 gp. Tourmaline (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his halberd with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mayor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mayor. He's also a talented Bowyer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 500 sp. Eye agate (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, marred by beers. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Purban enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Citrine (30 gp).