Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Pirithin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 gp. Coral (40 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp).

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 a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. His yellow fur is thinning but still full. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Flask fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 2000 sp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Star ruby (700 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp).

Description: This man wears white trousers with grey and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Pallabar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 3000 gp.