Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a violet shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. 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: He is greedy; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 9000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull red iron scale mail. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gorfel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gorfel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp).

Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Merchant. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She has shaved her head bald. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Merchant.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and expand her business

Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her brown hair is still thick. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Stableman. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and she wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.