Description: 5'0" and muscular, this eastern man wears black trousers with green and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

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. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rael studied abroad. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He's also a talented Mason, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: Born to a Shipwright, his father struggled to pay the bills. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Theriatis has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

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: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Sardonyx (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts, and he perpetually has his club ready. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Barkeep who has hired him part-time. A true patriot, Dayereth would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 150 pp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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, Immeral is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.