Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is a Dilettante first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 has worked as a Dilettante like his mother before him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is content

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp. Alexandrite (1400 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a pastel poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for him, and Wymar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Wymar was born the youngest of three triplets. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a simple blue robe with grey stripes complete with hood. His black hair is cut short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Racist, Insane. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He wears a violet collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and he perpetually has his mace ready. He has dyed his greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his feathered violet hat.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Kody was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Enemies, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.