Description: This man wears professional attire. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Weaver responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a brown shirt with thin green vertical stripes and black pants. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Heward's homeland. Heward decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: Standing 5'10", this man dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His chestnut hair is cut short. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Everard has worked very hard to control his curse. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are brown.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was born in the north. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Revenge; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2600 sp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.