Description: This malnourished man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 34000 sp. 1 Average lock.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is chestnut and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Lazy, Mundane. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Everburning torch. 5 Acid flasks.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He very much looks the part of a Weaver. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is typically in his Mason uniform. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mason. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mason for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 13000 sp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears baggy tan pantaloons and a grey scarf. His auburn hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Through the years after Balimaar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Balimaar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.