Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a brown tunic with white highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Taklinn was born with his father's beautiful face. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Painter job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This late middle aged woman is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak and is in decent physical shape. Her silver hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are red and beady.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Decarabia's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. 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, Decarabia is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the north to a Shoemaker, Decarabia learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2900 sp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. Her blue crest is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes are red.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Mason but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 sp. Malachite (11 gp).

Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull brown iron scale mail. She is physically well-built. She sports brown long hair. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She wants revenge against giants; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.