Description: This man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Interpreter business.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is typically in his Crown-heir uniform, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Caeldrim is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Butcher again; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 80 pp. Emerald (500 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp).

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his falchion, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

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. When Eiravel reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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: Further expansion of business; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His childhood dream was to be a Priest, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a pastel vest and prefers blue and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 4000 gp.