Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. His hair is always cut to a buzz. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. 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: 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. When Ernest reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To be a Guard again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), and he perpetually has his bow ready. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Gerbo was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fisher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his golden hair up. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Burgell was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Tailor. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. This brown eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Military, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 140 gp. Chalcedony (40 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Stannor was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 4000 sp. Obsidian (11 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Violet garnet (1000 gp).