Description: He wears a tan tunic with green highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

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 has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Anthony was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 500 sp. Lapis lazuli (8 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in the west. 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Charles was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull green iron scale mail. His head has been shaved. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. 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 daughter.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Carpenter and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Bulzo was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a strong sense of loyalty to halfling people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 gp.