Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He very much looks the part of a Body Guard. He has wavy red fur. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Drifting wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Drifting is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He struck the Body Guard job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 16000 cp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (100 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sai, just in case, marred by beers. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

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 Elf in existence. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and carries crossbows. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: Gimble 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. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a black tunic with white highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Târz hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 8000 cp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: He likes to wear black tank tops with tan pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: Balimaar was born with his mother's beautiful face. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 110 gp. Amber (60 gp).