Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: In love, Religious. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears light armors faded through time and improper care and is in decent physical shape. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Gimurt reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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. Gimurt fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Vanuath was born the youngest of three triplets. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears his blonde hair up. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He takes great joy in being the best Unemployed in town.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 Unemployed. He's also a talented Mayor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Mayor again.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.