Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bather. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and to be a shipwright again

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Anselm took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Human compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2400 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is short and auburn. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 east. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Seamstress and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Eye agate (14 gp). Amethyst (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. After a long history of fighting, Clerebold and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, In love, Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and human compassion

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.