Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a white shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born into a rich family. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He struck the Priest job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 14000 cp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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, Clerebold is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He usually wears his blue robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of crossbows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He has red hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Hubert was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature crossbow.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 13000 cp.

Description: This man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Born in the east to a Junk Dealer, John learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Junk Dealer for the past few years.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and to be a brewer again

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 23000 sp.

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 rags and sports a simple walking cane. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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, Richard is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Richard was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Richard alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 800 gp.