Description: 5'11" and muscular, this southern man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born in a small forest village. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. His hair is blonde and curly. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He takes great joy in being the best Layabout in town.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He tends to his Layabout job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, brown shirt, and violet tie. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Bernard alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: A 5'6" western man, he wears baggy green pantaloons and a white scarf. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Clerebold was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. After coming to the age of reason, Balimaar took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Lazy, Mundane. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 60000 cp. Golden yellow topaz (700 gp).