Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Crampernap fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 61. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and white, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His scarlet crest, when down, is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the south to a Spy, Quarethon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He became a Spy soon after.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp).

Description: He sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He has no hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Mayor. 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 at the edge of vast forest. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.