Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortspear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his 15th 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 became a Armorer soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He is an epitome of beauty. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

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 bulky yellow painted plate armor. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a violet coat. He wears his white hair up. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. 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 daughter.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Rich. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He works hard and plays hard.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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 wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.