Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a fancy grey suit. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Drogo 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. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and revenge

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Knight profession.

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. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 10000 sp. White pearl (80 gp).

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 wears long strands of emerald and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Server. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Server arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Balimaar was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Server. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 gp.