Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. He has wavy white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull violet iron scale mail. He keeps his blue hair in a pixie cut. He has gleaming, smiling silver eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Zepar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Whurbin lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Layabout they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Sage, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Has a crush, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 8000 cp. Amber (40 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and carries whips. His dark red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Forcas embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 40 pp.