Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with tan pants. He carries a battered spear and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He tends to wear a large violet jacket. His hair is black and very short. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady violet eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Diggory grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Diggory. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dilettante.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Farmer; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 340 gp. 1 Hourglass.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'10" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has shaved her head bald. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Brakka abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 200 gp. Black pearl (500 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). Moss agate (6 gp).

Description: She wears suspenders and violet workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. She carries a battered sai and tarnished hand crossbow as well. Her brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. She is baby faced.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. In her youth she was a Doctor, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger sister on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Citrine (40 gp). Red garnet (50 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He has violet eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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 was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 sp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp).

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has moderate length red hair. His white eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Qemuel's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Qemuel was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Qemuel's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue star sapphire (800 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has red crest. 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 seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. 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: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.