Description: This man stands a little under 3'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is short and white. His eyes are green.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Fibblestib alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Carter

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 4'2", this man wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Assassin business.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Persistence, Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. Through the years after Kairon was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Kairon's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sai, just in case. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Insane, Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Religious, Slave. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1600 gp.