Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Dworic was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Ruler. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 120 gp. Jade (120 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 97. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and money/treasure

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. Her crest is green and very short. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady red eyes.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the west. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. Her skin is dark but she possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. She is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her silver hair is knotted and matted. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.

History: Tagga was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the south were limited. She has achieved small success as a Fisher.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and expand her business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Glassblower and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears tattered old clothes. Her chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. She has violet eyes.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a simple black robe with green stripes complete with hood. He keeps his long silver crest kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are red.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Vrondiss was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents were killed by brigands in a raid when he was still a young child. The brigands captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Vrondiss was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: He is content; and a strong sense of loyalty to tiefling people

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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, William is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: William was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He struck the Bookbinder job and began his own company from there.

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

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 sp. Citrine (70 gp).

Description: This man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his right hand. His hair is brown and very short. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Gifted from a young age, Scrag studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sailor and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 cp.