Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a yellow vest and prefers white and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barrister work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barrister work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Barrister for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 700 gp. Amethyst (80 gp). Jade (80 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears just a brown suit. He has shaved his head bald. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 91. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Roger was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insane. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

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 lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Theobald was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sellsword. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 40 pp. Violet garnet (700 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Rolf embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. His childhood dream was to be a Slave Trader, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Tanner.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and human compassion

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 gp.