Description: This malnourished man wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. His crest is cut close to his head. His eyes are red.

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. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. 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: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Emotional, Shy, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Hunter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has chestnut hair. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the west. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 60000 cp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a yellow shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is cut short. His eyes are amber.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. A freak accident while working with his Cartwright father left him crippled. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp.