Description: He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Koeth was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Mason, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mason they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Layabout, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: This northern man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Chad was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a crush on the local body guard

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoberyl (140 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), marred by beers. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Map Maker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. A freak accident while working with his Soapmaker father left him crippled. 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: He is greedy; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His black crest is lengthy. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.