Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has wavy lavender fur. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Left-Handed 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 Left-Handed. Being a Glassblower kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants, and is pretty ugly. Her red hair, when down, is lengthy. Her silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

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

Ideals: Pacifist, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 150 gp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 140 gp. Red spinel (100 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a violet shirt with thin black vertical stripes and brown pants. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Armorer profession.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Farmer for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.