Description: This man wears a blue costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mortician for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Holy water.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Cimer is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Locksmith business at a young age. A freak accident while working with his Bookbinder mother left him crippled. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Cimer was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a bookbinder again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her silver hair is well kept. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Gifted from a young age, Eldeth studied abroad. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She was granted druidic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and many gnolls want her driven away

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. Her auburn hair is thinning but still full. Her gray eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson grey hat.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she has a crush on the local bather

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born to a Shipwright, his father struggled to pay the bills. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.