Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. A true patriot, Hadarai would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Locksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Soveliss is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His auburn hair is lengthy. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He tends to his Fortune-teller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man wears long strands of sapphire and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Ivellios speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

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. After coming to the age of reason, Ivellios took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ivellios fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a green costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His childhood dream was to be a Fisher, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Layabout.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A 5'8" southern woman, she tends to wear a large pastel jacket. Her red fur is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Right-Handed will drive conversation. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She was born in the south. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He has moderate length white hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He hates Tieflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her gold crest is greasy and uncared for. Her fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She bought a warhammer and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 sp.