Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Stylist born in the past three hundred years. A true patriot, Mindartis would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Mindartis was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and balancing his hectic life and new stylist responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 240 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a black coat with blue slacks, and is pretty ugly. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He got into the Marshal business at a young age. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Marshal responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her fur is lavender and curly. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: The child of a Mercenary, who enjoyed hunting, Drifting was taken on many hunting expeditions. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is auburn and curly. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.