Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military, Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2200 sp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Good lock.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor, marred by chocolates. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Alex alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Pink pearl (160 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He got into the Guard business at a young age. Drogo was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Guard. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: Guy was born with his father's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 6000 cp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He usually wears his blue robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. His auburn hair is braided into rings. 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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.