Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a violet shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Painter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Tim lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Painter for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Frederick's homeland. Frederick decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Backpack. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and carries glaives. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and he desires to right it; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature nunchaku.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 32000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.