Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her blonde hair is still thick. Her brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Servant responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her hair is blonde and curly. She has hazel eyes and a white hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: Silgre speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an entirely grey suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content.

Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged woman prefers to wear brown clothing when she does not wear armor and is in decent physical shape. Her lavender fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes are hazel.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She has all her life been fascinated with music.

History: Born in the north to a Priest, Left-Handed learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Priest. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and doesn't want to be a priest and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Half-Plate.