Description: 3'1" and muscular, this southern man wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. The war was a terrible time for him, and Bulzo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and half-orc compassion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Smoky quartz (40 gp).

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has blonde hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and gnomish compassion

Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1200 pp. A delicate brass dragon egg (50 gp). Jeweled gold crown (6000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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 got into the Performer business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He's also a talented Healer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 15. 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 lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born into a rich family. His childhood dream was to be a Herbalist, but he was a colossal failure. He has worked as a Fletcher like his mother before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: Qualen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bricklayer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 120 gp.