Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small brown hat.

Personality: Gimurt is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Gimurt was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Knight hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. The war was a terrible time for him, and Heward does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born to a Guard, his father struggled to pay the bills. When Heward 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 140 gp. Carnelian (60 gp).

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears an entirely blue suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She has a long silver ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She has blue eyes and a blue hat with a black feather.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and to unite with her brother

Flaws: Terse, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her red hair is lengthy. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her father. Nemeia was born on a far southern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Tailor. She was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside her partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. His white hair is singed and shortened. His ears are large.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Varg grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Varg. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).