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 a green collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears long strands of emerald and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished kukri as well. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Percival was born with his father's beautiful face. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man wears a simple black robe with grey stripes complete with hood, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears long strands of ruby and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is black and curly. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his brown hair up. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: William was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Bowyer, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Barber responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1200 gp.