Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born in the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 130 gp. Black pearl (300 gp).

Description: This woman wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She keeps her long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: Lidda hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her dancing career. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She got into the Mortician business at a young age. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Expand her business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Justice. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Olrok enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mercenary for hire.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Born to a Shoemaker, her mother struggled to pay the bills. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. Being a Soapmaker kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture.

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Naeris was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Assassin. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.