Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. His head has been shaved. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He got into the Butcher business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Farmer, but he got bored and became a Butcher. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. His chestnut hair is lengthy. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He struck the Soapmaker job and began his own company from there.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 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 has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

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 psionic 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A 5'1" eastern man, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He wears his blonde hair down. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his top green hat.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Fortune-teller but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Lance took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Revenge; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Justice, Pacifist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He very much looks the part of a Fisher. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Everard was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

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

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 8000 cp.