Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a green tunic with tan highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His silver hair is lengthy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in the east to a Server, Mantus learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature nunchaku.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has wavy chestnut hair. His eyes are black and catlike.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 160 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (10 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (140 gp).

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Banker. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scythe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Cynical, Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are black.

Personality: He is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Andram never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Halfling compassion; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 cp. Citrine (30 gp).