Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. A freak accident while working with his Barrister mother left him crippled. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by a spirit.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His blue hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his youth he was a Fisher, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp. Amber (120 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp).

Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a black tunic with blue highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Soapmaker who has hired her part-time. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. She carries with her a set of rapiers on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. Her hair is short and silver. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Antinua grew up listening to her father's many stories. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Antinua fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a black tunic with brown highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her dark red hair is long and unkept. Her black unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she feels threatened by others

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 160 gp. Hematite (5 gp).