Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His silver hair is still thick. His eyes are gray.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Emotional, Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).

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 likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His black hair is braided into rings. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. A true patriot, Rael would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Rael was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Marshal. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: An older man who wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, he is not a threatening figure. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Varis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, 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 Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His red hair is singed and shortened. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 700 sp.