Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a green vest and prefers blue and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. He has moderate length white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Farmer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has a very tight haircut. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When Morgran reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 160 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Corkitron was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Baker. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.