Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is auburn and very short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His white fur is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Left-Handed is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Guardian, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He has moderate length white hair. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

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. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: She wears dark leathers with embroidery. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. She has dyed her greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. She is baby faced.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Pyntle was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Scribe. She struck the Scribe job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears a tan shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and violet pants. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the south were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a black collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brass crest is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Through the years after Valorean was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Valorean's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He tends to wear a large yellow jacket. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Roland was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Roland decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His bronze crest is braided into rings. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Nadarr was born with his father's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Nadarr took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 sp. Red-brown spinel (100 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. With bright brown hair. She has amber eyes and a red hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: She is mildly Halfling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To protect her home; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 sp.