Description: This younger middle-aged man wears just a yellow suit, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. 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: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bow.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she tends to wear a green poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her brass crest is thinning but still full. Her eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp).

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She hates Halflings with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Banded agate (9 gp). Black opal (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Elves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. She wears a simple tan robe with blue stripes complete with hood. She has done her best to style her blonde hair to look like a famous performer. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Faral was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. She was taken from her home at a very young age. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.