Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his falchion, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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 terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. He has no hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He got into the Mason business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Mason and found it very stressful. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 30000 sp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has shaved his head bald. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, white shirt, and brown tie. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He is a husky man, who has the majority of his body covered in plate. His blonde hair is lengthy. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed brown hat.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tim was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Baker for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.