Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. He has a hunchback. His chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson white hat.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Sailor, but he was a colossal failure. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp).

Description: He wears professional attire. He carries with him a set of axes on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

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 Thervan 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Malachite (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. 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, Berrian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Berrian was born the youngest of three triplets. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. This green eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and elven compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. 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 homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 gp. Sardonyx (40 gp).