Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 91. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Priest arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His hair is chestnut and curly. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his 16th 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Miner but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in the west to a Miner, Godfrey learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He is content; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: This light-skinned male prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Butcher profession.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His childhood dream was to be a Butcher, but he was a colossal failure. Recently the stress of being a Barrister has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to clean up the streets

Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a hunchback. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Drogo was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. 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: To end his boredom; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 19000 cp.