Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull black iron scale mail. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Being a Map Maker kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1 Breastplate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He likes to wear blue tank tops with brown pants. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep green spinel (150 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Onyx (20 gp).

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is silver and very short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Nicholas's homeland. Nicholas decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Brewer for hire.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp). 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the south. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 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 white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp. Carnelian (30 gp).