Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are gray.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Gardener for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born into a rich family. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Moss agate (16 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His tied-back hair is brown. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Barkeep. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Racist, Addict. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His childhood dream was to be a Roofer, but he was a colossal failure. He has worked as a Animal Trainer like his mother before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This malnourished man sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has black hair. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp.