Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

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. Trym was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Trym decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He got money to start a business from the gang present in town. He is greatly indebted to them.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Debt. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a pastel vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his pastel boots flare out at the collars. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has silver hair. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: This man wears a fancy green suit, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Reynard was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. 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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 8000 cp.

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 prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 17000 cp. Blue quartz (8 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Jasper (20 gp).