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. He wears his silver hair up. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Efferil was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Ploughman. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. She has slicked back golden hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Weaver. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and she's in love

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mortician. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. A friendly and beautiful Half-Orc, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Kâka abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To be a Assassin again; and seeks redemption

Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. 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: Tabaxi compassion; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Dayereth was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people.

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: He sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His beige fur is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are likewise copper. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Paladin school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To protect his home; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'10" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a white shirt with thin black vertical stripes and blue pants. Her hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 40. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Kansif lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Through the years after Kansif was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Kansif's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Pink pearl (80 gp).