Description: This tall, slender man wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available he will default to his club. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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 was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and many goblins want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears just a brown suit. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Gilbert is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2000 cp. Tourmaline (160 gp). Obsidian (9 gp).

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'4" and dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. He is baby faced.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Ralf was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Beggar. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Smokesticks. 1 Smokesticks.