Description: This man stands a little under 3'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Arumawann abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fisher. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 15000 cp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Silk rope. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: He stands about 5'3" and wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. 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: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He usually wears his green robe and has his scythe always slung over his shoulder. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Thoradin embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Thoradin was born the youngest of three triplets. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and doesn't want to be a doctor and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of longswords on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Wymar embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Wymar was born with his mother's beautiful face. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 sp.