Description: A 3'5" western man, he is wearing a long, white cloak. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 is greedy; and revenge

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a worn and beaten armor. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. He became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: Half-Orc compassion.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: 4'2" and muscular, this southern man is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is brown and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his 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. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When Gimurt reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and dwarven compassion

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 sp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: This malnourished man dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He keeps his gray fur in a pixie cut. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Soapmaker born in the past three hundred years. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Elegant has worked very hard to control his curse. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 11000 sp.

Description: He is wearing a long, black cloak. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly warhammers and morningstars. His hair is long and red with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He is a Maurezhi in disguise. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; 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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp.