Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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. Being a Barkeep 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 he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'9" and wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has dyed his greying red fur a little too much giving a sharp red color. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: An older woman who wears skinny pants and wears a grey and brown robe with the hood down, she is not a threatening figure. Her head has been shaved. She has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Rohesia was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: She's in love.

Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her brass crest is heavily combed to the right. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 cp.