Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the north to a Mason, Diggory learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He tends to his Mason job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 900 gp. Hematite (10 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Malachite (10 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a white tunic with green highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes, marred by chocolates. His hair is chestnut and very short. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. A true patriot, Dean would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Dean hails from a village terrorized by goblins. 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Priest for the past few years.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Locksmith like his father before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to protect his home

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He got into the Beggar business at a young age. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Beggar.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He has white hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Drogo was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.