Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his rapier with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. In his 20th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Caeldrim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Standing 4'9", this man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are brown.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Thervan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Thervan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears an entirely blue suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He takes great joy in being the best Priest in town.

History: He was born in a small desert village. His childhood dream was to be a Armorer, but he was a colossal failure. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a grey poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and to be a mayor again

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 50000 cp.