Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered white stockings, marred by chocolates. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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 born several months after his father was called into army service. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and revenge

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Military, Family. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has black hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Balimaar embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He got into the Ploughman business at a young age. Balimaar was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Ploughman. He became a Ploughman soon after.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Reynard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a black collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.