Description: This dark-skinned male wears tattered old clothes. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 55. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a husky man, who has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His golden hair is knotted and matted. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Fallond wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Fallond was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She dresses like a well dressed Marshal does. She carries a battered greataxe and tarnished sickle as well. With wild chestnut hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Birel is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.

Motivation: She wants to get laid.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'2". He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is cut close to his head. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sai, but if one is not available she will default to her falchion. She has styled her lavender fur well, parting it to the right. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: Leaf was born with her father's beautiful face. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 50 gp.