Description: Standing 6'5", this man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has shaved his head bald. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: Azgrom lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a brown vest and prefers grey and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His fur is cinnamon and curly. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fortune-teller born in the past three hundred years. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fortune-teller. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Job, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Brown-green garnet (150 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears his auburn hair up. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. 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. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly tridents and kukris. He has moderate length blue hair. His silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Mormo grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Mormo. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: A 5'8" western man, he wears skinny pants and wears a grey and black robe with the hood down. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. He struck the Masseuse job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and 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

Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 700 sp. Red garnet (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.