Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and he perpetually has his shortspear ready. He has moderate length bronze crest. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Patrin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This northern man wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is chestnut and curly. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: Ralf was born with his mother's beautiful face. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 4000 sp. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: A 6'0" northern man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. 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: He got into the Beggar business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Beggar work with an outfit from a few towns over. Beggar work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. After a long history of fighting, Dorn and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Religious. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has beige fur. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Barber and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1900 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and is pretty ugly. His black crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Azzakh fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 110 gp.