Description: He is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. He wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a hunchback. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His first spouse was a Marshal, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Marshal they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Tanner, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 80 pp. Citrine (20 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Golden pearl (90 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is short and blonde. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: The child of a Dyer, who enjoyed hunting, Ar-Kaius was taken on many hunting expeditions. Ar-Kaius was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Herbalist. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 6000 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). Black opal (1100 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a tan shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and brown pants. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Revenge; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

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 wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 60000 cp. Hematite (7 gp). White opal (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has no hair. His white unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Animal Trainer father left him crippled. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Nicor never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Emotional. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 180 pp.