Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his trident. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Guy is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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: Born to a Tailor, his father struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Bricklayer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bricklayer.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears baggy violet pantaloons and a blue scarf. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 50 pp.

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. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Norman was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. 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 inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Drogo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. 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: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: This man wears pastel trousers with green and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in a small island village. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 43000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.