Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He struck the Body Guard job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Racist, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: 5'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. 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: The child of a Locksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Anselm was taken on many hunting expeditions. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Human compassion; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He tends to his Herbalist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Religious, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Emerald (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He likes to wear black tank tops with pastel pants. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is obsessed with his god.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He tends to his Adventurer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a grey scarf. 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 seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Balimaar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Balimaar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 gp.