Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Locksmith for hire.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'3". She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her falchion with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and her gloved hand is found clutching a falchion. She keeps her red hair in a pixie cut. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A freak accident while working with her Spy father left her crippled. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He has gray eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Military, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing a tight violet one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His hair is red and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Eiravel was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When Eiravel reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He has moderate length golden hair. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dworic isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dworic grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 50 gp. Carnelian (50 gp).