Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Bricklayer who has hired him part-time. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Koeth was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 7000 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp).

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries a battered sword and tarnished scythe as well. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Beiro alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Philantrophist. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Sard (40 gp). Sard (40 gp).

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is silver and very short. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Aerdeth embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and a deep hatred of illithids

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has green eyes and a green hat with a black feather.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born in a small island village. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Raer was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Professionalism. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. The war was a terrible time for him, and Eiravel does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.