Description: This younger middle-aged man wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His ears are large.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gifted student he started as a Healer, but he got bored and became a Merchant. He's also a talented Healer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a healer again

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Job, Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a black shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and grey pants. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Peter isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Peter took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a worn and beaten armor. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Disease, Fearful, Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'8" and wears a fancy brown suit. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He tends to his Bricklayer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. 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 has always had a great fascination with Human culture. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Theodoric is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Theodoric grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 42000 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.