Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear tan tank tops with white pants. His silver hair is still thick. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. 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 goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

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. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear flannel. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born in a small forest village. Through the years after Balimaar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Balimaar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His hair is short and brown. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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: He was born in the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. 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 quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Dustin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. Deep green spinel (130 gp).