Description: A 5'9" southern man, he wears professional attire. His blonde hair is lengthy. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born to a Merchant, his mother struggled to pay the bills. 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2800 sp. 1 Backpack.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears just a green suit. His scarlet crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed green hat.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born into a rich family. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He's also a talented Slave Trader, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat, and carries whips. She is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around her ears. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her broad brown hat.

Personality: She hates Dwarves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered painting. She 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 60 gp. Zircon (50 gp).

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Barkeep. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up work as a Barkeep and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. Her long blue hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has white eyes.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Aym grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Aym. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 150 gp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Moss agate (8 gp).

Description: This southern woman likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her fur is gray and curly. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Five enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the south. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Cook hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. The war was a terrible time for him, and Mhurren does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ghaliver's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Ghaliver took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He carries a battered sword and tarnished sai as well. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Tharivol hails from a village terrorized by goblins. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and a deep hatred of goblins

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 500 sp.