Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has styled his white fur well, parting it to the left. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is a great chef.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. 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; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears dull grey sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed hammer, just in case. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Skak alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Skak was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he prefers to wear flannel. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to clean up the streets

Flaws: Impulsive, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. At some point he was captured by drow and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is greedy

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a Armorer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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 is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His childhood dream was to be a Dilettante, but he was a colossal failure. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Job, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp.