Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with tan pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a Healer, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Tailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1 Buckler.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dreali was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Military, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her white hair has been sun bleached extensively. She has green eyes and a blue hat with a black feather.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. A freak accident while working with her Detective father left her crippled. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many dire rats want her driven away.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 gp. Jasper (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Eye agate (6 gp).

Description: She is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. She carries a battered longbow and tarnished crossbow as well. Her bronze crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Driindar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Carnelian (80 gp). 8 Acid flasks.