Description: An older man who wears light armors faded through time and improper care, he is not a threatening figure. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Percival isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He wears his golden hair up. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Dustin enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Malachite (7 gp). Red spinel (100 gp). Onyx (30 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his shield. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 26000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and black handkerchief worn on his right side. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes illithids are coming to abduct people. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Everard took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Fletcher like his mother before him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.