Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a hunchback. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Body Guard they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Barrister, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He stands about 6'1" and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has styled his black crest well, parting it to the left. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 sp. Tourmaline (40 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He got into the Carpenter business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Beggar, but he was a colossal failure. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Good lock. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: A 4'9" southern woman, she wears suspenders and brown workpants. Her shirt is red, and she wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. Her blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Adelaide fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Revenge; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears skinny pants and wears a tan and black robe with the hood down. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. 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, Shava is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Shava was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Shava's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Shava and her spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.