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 blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Olgoth was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 900 gp.

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 black lining and desert motifs. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green 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 Dwarf in existence. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Coral (160 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). White opal (500 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blue crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are red.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. 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. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. During his travels, Maagog and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Maagog discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Maagog fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Malachite (10 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Zircon (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue tunic with tan highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around his shoes, and carries rapiers. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Jabbie is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. A true patriot, Jabbie would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.