Description: Standing 4'3", this man sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. A true patriot, Thradal would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. After a long history of fighting, Thradal and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. He wears a colorful flower in his brown fur. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He got into the Guard business at a young age. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has achieved small success as a Guard.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1300 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (20 gp).

Description: This man wears a simple black robe with blue stripes complete with hood, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has a silver handlebar mustache and slicked back silver hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He usually wears his yellow robe and has his rapier always slung over his shoulder. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has violet eyes and a yellow hat with a green feather.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He got into the Interpreter business at a young age. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). 1 Smokesticks.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. 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 brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rendar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Chain shirt.