Description: He wears a red vest and prefers brown and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. His black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Mundane. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a black shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and tan pants. He has moderate length white hair. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Vanuath was born with his father's beautiful face. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Vanuath was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To protect his home; and elven compassion

Flaws: Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Guardian. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears tattered old clothes. His red hair is singed and shortened. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ploughman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 2'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Hobart hails from a village terrorized by illithids. A freak accident while working with his Weaver mother left him crippled. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Hobart never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, In love. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 60000 cp. Red garnet (110 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He sports a flattop hair cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Fibblestib wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Bard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.