Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and carries axes. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 30 gp. Peridot (30 gp).

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 rusty crest is thinning but still full. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Marshal. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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. Quarethon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He likes to wear white tank tops with brown pants. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Some 3 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Ugol never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and half-elven compassion

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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 dresses like a well dressed Brewer does. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Anverth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Anverth was born with his father's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the north were limited. He tends to his Brewer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Bookbinder again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 sp.