Description: He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Norman took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). Malachite (12 gp). Sard (20 gp). Malachite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts, and he perpetually has his shield ready. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 Human in existence. 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: He was born in the east. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his golden hair down. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When Gilbert reached his early adolescence his Human father 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 leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 40000 cp.