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 prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is an amazing painter.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Trail was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 800 sp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp).

Description: She wears an entirely grey suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly axes and warhammers. She wears her white hair down. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is mildly Human supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She takes great joy in being the best Butcher in town.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Williamina took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor she uses now. She has worked as a Butcher like her mother before her.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 3000 cp. Moss agate (12 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She is physically well-built. Her blue crest is knotted and matted. Her eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Aasathra was born with her mother's beautiful face. In her 10th year, her parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Aasathra alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She's also a talented Detective, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and balancing her hectic life and new mercenary responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Holy water.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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: Born in the south to a Hunter, Alvyn learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Alvyn 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 Alvyn. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Hunter for the past few years.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: She wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. She carries with her a set of nunchakus on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her rusty crest, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly, Lazy. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Orsik hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his painting career. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. 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: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her chestnut hair is lengthy. Her violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Zagga was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her copper crest is greasy and uncared for. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 600 sp. Sardonyx (30 gp).