Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sais and bastard swords. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He became a Roofer soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. His copper crest is singed and shortened. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 5000 sp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and sports empty pouches on his belt. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Tharivol embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After a long history of fighting, Tharivol and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Coral (60 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a brown collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. He has gray eyes and a brown hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of a Layabout, who enjoyed hunting, Nicholas was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Nicholas took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature spear.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 500 sp.