Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden pearl (120 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'4" and wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Kyle liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When Clerebold 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. 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 to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 3200 sp. 1 Silk rope. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Magnifying glass.