Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. 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: Born in the east to a Courier, Drogo learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He struck the Courier job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: He wears a tan collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is physically well-built. He has shaved his head bald. 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 has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Anthony alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is brown and very short. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair is singed and shortened. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. A gifted student he started as a Unemployed, but he got bored and became a Bather. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bather for hire.

Motivation: To be a Unemployed again; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp. Tourmaline (140 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man wears a red shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Chain shirt.