Description: This man stands a little under 4'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Tharivol never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He keeps his beige fur in a flapper bob. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. The war was a terrible time for him, and Skirt does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Hedonist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender woman wears a brown vest and prefers black and red shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the west were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his monstrous two handed axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: Curran was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: To be a Spice Merchant again; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears bulky tan painted plate armor. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and carries hammers. Sporting a brown mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She has a dull look in her violet eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Herbalist born in the past three hundred years. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Herbalist for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a violet shirt with thin green vertical stripes and white pants. She has done her best to style her brown hair to look like a famous performer. Her violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Theirastra was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Theirastra's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to be a banker again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.