Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Laucian and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. His tied-back hair is white. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Banker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. Her white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Her eyes are likewise green. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered writing. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She is greedy; and balancing her hectic life and new soapmaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Secretive, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Malmûg lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Malmûg abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 sp.

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 wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. Her blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her ears are large.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Duvamil is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Duvamil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 5000 cp.