Description: He wears an entirely black suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and he perpetually has his shield ready. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Zook fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

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 Half-Orc in existence. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a Performer, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He's also a talented Performer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 50 gp. Chrysoberyl (90 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has gray eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 16000 cp.

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 light armors faded through time and improper care. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. 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. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Emotional, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 120 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This slender man stands about 4'5". He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. 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 a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Disease. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 14000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.