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. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Flask fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 130 gp. Peridot (40 gp).

Description: This woman wears a worn and beaten armor. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her crest is green and very short. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is a great chef.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Daar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Star rose quartz (80 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Morg is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Morg never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family.

Bonds: Nature, Family, Military, In love. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 30 pp.