Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his quarterstaff with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His crest is copper and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He found a children's book about a Dragonborn Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

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. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Quarion was born with his father's beautiful face. When Quarion reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest, and carries hammers. Her black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her skin is flawless and her hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, In love. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This late middle aged woman is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and white handkerchief worn on her left side and is in decent physical shape. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small brown clips. Her eyes are green.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Thodris was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. 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 Stylist. She has worked as a Stylist like her father before her.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Opinionated, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears dull pastel sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed morningstar, just in case. She has no fur. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She became a Apothecary soon after.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Herbalist, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. He has silver hair. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Purson was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Purson has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a hunchback. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 60 gp. Pink pearl (150 gp).

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries a battered sword and tarnished bow as well. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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. Gorgûm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (160 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a worn and beaten armor. Her hair is cut close to her head. She has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the north. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.