Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. He has a hunchback. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ploughman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born to a Banker, his father struggled to pay the bills. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He struck the Detective job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Human compassion.

Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 600 gp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Malachite (10 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a flail on his belt, and is pretty ugly. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'1" and prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a brown vest and prefers black and white shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small brown hat.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Balimaar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When Balimaar reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balimaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp.