Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her black fur is unkempt and raggedy. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Left-Handed speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Stableman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. 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. Left-Handed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 7000 sp. Rose (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Coral (90 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries with him a set of maces on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He sports a flattop crest cut. 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 is a Marshal first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Quarethon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Elaim was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has shaved his head bald. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He got into the Brewer business at a young age. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Gnomish companion (his 'brother'). He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Citrine (40 gp). Coral (110 gp). Onyx (40 gp). Jet (110 gp). Golden pearl (110 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a violet cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished sai as well. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Ahvain was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a long, black cloak. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length blue hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Revenge; and he is greedy

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She has wavy silver hair. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady brown eyes.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Aline was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Fletcher responsibilities is difficult; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 50 gp.