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 tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He worked as a nervous Courier and found it very stressful. 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: A deep hatred of drow; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

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

Possessions: 25000 cp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He stands about 6'0" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has no hair. 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 hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Trym is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Revenge; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He got into the Architect business at a young age. He worked as a nervous Architect and found it very stressful. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He carries a battered bow and tarnished pickaxe as well. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 11. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Theobald enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theobald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 70 pp.

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 is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, black shirt, and green tie. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. He has green eyes.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Roger was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sailor. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3200 sp. 1 Healer’s kit.