Description: A plain young-adult man, he very much looks the part of a Brewer. His red hair is lengthy. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He struck the Brewer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Nim was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. In his 13th 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 got money to start a business from the gang present in town. He is greatly indebted to them.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver pearl (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather, marred by sweets. He wears his white hair down. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his youth he was a Healer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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. Curran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has moderate length silver hair. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He worked as a nervous Fletcher and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fletcher.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears suspenders and red workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. 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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: Korfel was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents were killed by drow in a raid when he was still a young child. The drow captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Korfel was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 700 gp.