Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and he perpetually has his club ready. He has no hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His parents enrolled him in a Paladin school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. 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; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He has a hunchback. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Roondar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Spy. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. The war was a terrible time for him, and Olrok does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Spy. He's also a talented Junk Dealer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and balancing his hectic life and new spy responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His silver crest is long and unkept. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Pijjirik grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 800 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, marred by sweets. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Breastplate.