Description: He is wearing a long, pastel cloak. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Through the years after Lorm was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Lorm's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Iolite (80 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'2" and wears a grey collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Blacksmith work with an outfit from a few towns over. Blacksmith work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Travok never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Family, In love. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Courier hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and blue robe with the hood down. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Marshal. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Halfling companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Marshal responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Assassin profession.

History: Faran hails from a village terrorized by illithids. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Flaws: Sensitive, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Malachite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.