Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a white costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Dimble was born the youngest of three triplets. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family, Debt. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His red fur is lengthy. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries with him a set of bastard swords on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His fur is lavender, silky, and of moderate length. His yellow eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

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. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'4". He prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts, and his gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in a small plains village. 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Veit fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a black coat with grey slacks. His hair is white and curly. His skin is flawless and his white eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the west were limited. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nirgel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.