Description: This light-skinned male wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His ears are large.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Ralf was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and many illithids want him driven away

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His blonde hair is braided into rings. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 10000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he very much looks the part of a Fletcher. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Lewis was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1200 gp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Malachite (4 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bastard sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a Stetson hat to hide his balding. He has blue eyes and a blue hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Selfish, Insane. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.