Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is a Interpreter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Wymar lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Interpreter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Interpreter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 23000 cp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). 3 Smokesticks. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears a white shirt with thin red vertical stripes and violet pants, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Gerald was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver pearl (90 gp). Rose (70 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Clerebold was born the youngest of three triplets. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 37000 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Jocelyn never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2900 sp.