Description: He wears professional attire. He is physically well-built. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bricklayer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bricklayer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants, and carries swords. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Karash was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Karash never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Mentor, In love. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Alexandrite (900 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp).

Description: He wears a black costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. When Tordek reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has wavy white hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Cairn was born with his father's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the south were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again; and a deep hatred of goblins

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.