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 is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and grey handkerchief worn on his left side. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Beggar arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and many goblins want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his quarterstaff, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His head has been shaved. His eyes are gray and catlike.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Nalral hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Nalral alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker brown hat.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Simple lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the east to a Scribe, Randal learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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. He became a Scribe soon after.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to protect his home

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Citrine (80 gp).

Description: He very much looks the part of a Guard. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has silver crest. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in the east to a Guard, Zedaar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has achieved small success as a Guard.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Malachite (11 gp). Coral (140 gp). Eye agate (11 gp).