Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

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. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Peter was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

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

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has achieved small success as a Masseuse.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he has a crush on the local stylist

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Slave, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Hematite (11 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a black cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He wears his black hair up. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his broad black hat.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His first spouse was a Detective, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 74. 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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 3100 sp.