Description: A moderately attractive man, he is typically in his Bather uniform. His red hair is knotted and matted. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He got into the Bather business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Guard, but he got bored and became a Bather. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2800 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: 4'1" and muscular, this northern man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Beloril embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, and is pretty ugly. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Fulbar is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His first spouse was a Barkeep, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bow. His tied-back hair is red. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Hunter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has achieved small success as a Hunter.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. He is baby faced.

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. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Flaws: Cynical, Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 700 gp.