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 typically wears white cloth garments or leather armor. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Horza hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. Through the years after Horza was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Horza's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 4000 cp. Silver pearl (90 gp). 1 Simple lock.

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 wears a brown collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 13. 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 a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 4000 cp.