Description: 5'1" and muscular, this western man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2200 sp.

Description: He wears bulky green painted plate armor. He is physically well-built. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His skin is flawless and his red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Valafar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the south were limited. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 220 gp. Violet garnet (600 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp).

Description: She wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available she will default to her greatsword. She carries with her a set of greatswords on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Sporting a auburn mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is mildly Halfling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She has dyed her greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and half-orc compassion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: 6'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His brass crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: Money/treasure; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100 sp.