Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gifted student he started as a Animal Trainer, but he got bored and became a Server. He has taken up work as a Server and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: This man wears professional attire, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a great chef.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Thervan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Star ruby (600 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp).

Description: He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He is bald on top and has large auburn tufts of hair around his ears. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: Immeral is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Immeral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100000 cp. Blue sapphire (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 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 skinny pants and wears a grey and green robe with the hood down. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 48. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Caeldrim took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 60000 cp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He moved out north to avoid the crime he committed. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To protect his home; and balancing his hectic life and new stylist responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.