Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a brown vest and prefers grey and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

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

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Hedonist, Insane. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Arnold lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fortune-teller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fortune-teller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fortune-teller for the past few years.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears professional attire. His tied-back hair is chestnut. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 8. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Roland does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 43000 sp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Thomas was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears tattered old clothes. His tied-back hair is red. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a Glassblower, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fisher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 15000 cp.