Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'0". He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a hand crossbow. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Red spinel (150 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). Rock crystal (30 gp). Obsidian (16 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears dark leathers with embroidery. His brown hair is long and unkept. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. The war was a terrible time for him, and Lance does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He got into the Barkeep business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Assassin, but he got bored and became a Barkeep. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Barkeep for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, marred by chocolates. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Hubert liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 600 gp. Rose (50 gp). Malachite (4 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a pastel vest and prefers green and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 gp.