Description: This slender man stands about 2'10". He wears tattered old clothes. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Tailor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Tailor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Tailor for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Tailor responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He has moderate length rusty crest. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Kiirith was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Kiirith liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His copper eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a black coat. His blue hair is still thick. His silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. Chem liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears dull tan sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sword, just in case. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: Laucian speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents were killed by drow in a raid when he was still a young child. The drow captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.