Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nutae does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he tends to wear a large red jacket. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Sailor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Sailor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 8000 cp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Jade (50 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'6" when asserting himself. His red hair is thinning but still full. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his broad tan hat.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Crampernap alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His golden hair is lengthy. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

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

Possessions: 40 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). 1 Superior lock.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is still thick. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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. Mord fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Cook

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

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: Standing 4'10", this woman wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. Her white hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Mayor arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Shy, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her tied-back hair is silver. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her first spouse was a Sculptor, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. Being a Weaver kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it; and revenge

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Nature, Family, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. Her golden hair 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 is erratic and paranoid. She believes brigands are coming to abduct people. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: When she was but 5 years old her parents immigrated from the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. Being a Bather kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He is typically in his Body Guard uniform. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in a small desert village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.