Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He carries with him a set of glaives on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Impulsive, Mundane. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'3" when asserting himself. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Shy, Insane. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

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 wears a simple blue robe with tan stripes complete with hood. He has a very tight haircut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To be a Mortician again.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a blue scarf. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Theobald lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Theobald took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp.