Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a blue tunic with white highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. His silver hair is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (11 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Barkeep profession.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He worked as a nervous Herbalist and found it very stressful. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Herbalist responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2900 sp. Red garnet (150 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. In his 16th 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He very much looks the part of a Cook. His black hair is unkempt and raggedy. His ears are large.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Cook soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Cook responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and 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

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument. 1 Hourglass.