Description: He wears a grey shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his chestnut hair up. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is a Layabout first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Ploughman who has hired her part-time. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Zykroff was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 130 gp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Frederick was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His childhood dream was to be a Slave Trader, but he was a colossal failure. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. The war was a terrible time for him, and Brottor does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When Brottor reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Brottor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: This fat eastern woman has a bulbous nose and likes to wear brown tank tops with grey skirt. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her hair is golden and curly. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 85. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She takes great joy in being the best Herbalist in town.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 90 gp.