Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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 to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bather hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Don was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Don was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Server. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 sp. Iolite (50 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Ruler born in the past three hundred years. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She became a Ruler soon after.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 gp.