Description: This younger middle-aged man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: In love, Attractive. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp).

Description: Standing 6'2", this man is wearing a long, brown cloak. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined, Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Banded agate (14 gp). Iolite (60 gp).

Description: 5'3" and muscular, this western man is typically in his Brewer uniform. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He struck the Brewer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new brewer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a black scarf. His tied-back hair is blonde. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. The war was a terrible time for him, and Everard does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When Everard reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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 orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 8000 sp.