Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Habor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 50 gp. Azurite (10 gp).

Description: This man has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Elaim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Locksmith responsibilities is difficult; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: This eastern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her scimitar with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her golden hair is thinning but still full. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. When Kabbarg reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to open a new tavern

Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Military, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. Her chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. Her eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep

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

Possessions: 300 gp.