Description: He very much looks the part of a Roofer. His hair is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Anthony speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He got into the Roofer business at a young age. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He became a Roofer soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears long strands of opal and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Reynard isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. Red garnet (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He wears his golden hair down. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Frederick is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Frederick lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2200 sp.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is long and brown with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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 is a Slaad in disguise. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Sensitive, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.