Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a fancy brown suit. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Patrick reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She hates Humans with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Racist, Disease. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp. Chalcedony (60 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp).

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He wears his chestnut hair down. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. A true patriot, Kody would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He worked as a nervous Shoemaker and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shoemaker.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears a violet shirt with thin black vertical stripes and violet pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a shortspear. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Herbalist for hire.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he has a crush on the local seamstress

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.