Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a flail on his belt. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. A friendly and beautiful Halfling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look and is in decent physical shape. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Heian studied abroad. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Debt. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Star rose quartz (20 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Guard work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Secretive, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.