Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has wavy white hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Beloril enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears a yellow vest and prefers red and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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. Being a Laborer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 gp. Fire opal (500 gp). Moonstone (20 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker white hat.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Frug was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. A freak accident while working with his Mercenary mother left him crippled. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He is physically well-built. His white hair is knotted and matted. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Balam was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. After a long history of fighting, Balam and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 36000 sp.