Description: This dark-skinned male wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Mayor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He got into the Mayor business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Carpenter, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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 Bricklayer. He struck the Bricklayer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Bricklayer responsibilities is difficult.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Buckler.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an entirely red suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. 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: Drogo was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is content; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 37000 sp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather, and a wedding ring on his right hand. He has wavy black hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Percival was raised in a hard working conservative environment. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. Recently a tribe of illithids 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: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and to be a butcher again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears tan trousers with violet and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. The war was a terrible time for him, and Drogo does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When Drogo reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.