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 wears a tan tunic with green highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Gifted from a young age, Gimble studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Bard school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Secretive, Depressed. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: Hematite (10 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). Carnelian (30 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'0". He wears a green vest and prefers tan and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His black eyes peer out from beneath his broad green hat.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern woman wears bulky green painted plate armor. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her white crest has been sun bleached extensively. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect her home

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Guardian, Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. Her head has been shaved. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. The war was a terrible time for her, and Shaena does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Shaena was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her childhood dream was to be a Performer, but she was a colossal failure. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1000 gp. Citrine (60 gp). Hematite (5 gp).

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Humans. Her skin is dark but she possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. She wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her hair is black and curly. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her broad grey hat.

Personality: She hates Humans with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. A friendly and beautiful Human, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion.

Flaws: Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, violet shirt, and white tie. Her hair is red and curly. She has amber eyes.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Miner. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Miner responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Ahvain was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Flaws: Emotional, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. Her gray fur, when down, is lengthy. Her skin is flawless and her amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and is pretty ugly. He has wavy silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. The war was a terrible time for him, and Broce 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 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Broce was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1400 sp.