Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a grey shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is an epitome of beauty. He has moderate length silver hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 19. 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 is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: Born to a Doctor, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Ploughman. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Ploughman.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ploughman responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'1". He dresses well, wearing tan shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Lucan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her monstrous two handed axe with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has dyed her greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. She has hazel eyes and a white hat with a black feather.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Portia was born on a far western mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Architect. She struck the Architect job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Bonds: Slave, Job, Family, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: She typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her glaive, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. She keeps her long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is obsessed with her god.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Ovina took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor she uses now. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Everburning torch.