Description: This late middle aged man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination and is in decent physical shape. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 360 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (90 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She has no hair. Her eyes are white and beady.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Jezebeth is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: A 5'9" eastern man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has no hair. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Ishmoz was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Professionalism, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he prefers to wear flannel. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Warryn was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and revenge

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Architect does. He has done his best to style his rusty crest to look like a famous performer. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Salasar will drive conversation. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Architect for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Extrovert, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 sp.