Description: He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a pastel scarf. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dayereth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the south to a Scribe, Dayereth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Scribe and found it very stressful. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: She is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. Her red hair is still thick. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She got into the Barber business at a young age. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bow.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 340 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his rapier with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly rapiers and pickaxes. He has done his best to style his auburn hair to look like a famous performer. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: Rolen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He wears black trousers with tan and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and he perpetually has his greataxe ready. His hair is red and curly. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 290 gp. Banded agate (12 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a grey tunic with violet highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 cp.