Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His chestnut hair is still thick. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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 Lamia in disguise. 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 betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 200 gp. Banded agate (11 gp). Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Red-brown spinel (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'3" when asserting himself. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Assassin and was forced into it by his family; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a tan coat. His hair is cut close to his head. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: The child of a Bricklayer, who enjoyed hunting, Manfred was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Manfred took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2700 sp. Rock crystal (20 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. His black hair is still thick. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born in a small forest village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Now he works as a writing tutor during his time off.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against orcs

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He has a very tight haircut. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Reynard is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in a small island village. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp.