Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his feathered blue hat.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars, he is not a threatening figure. His brass crest, when down, is lengthy. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 50 gp.

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. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Tod is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a trident on his belt. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Riardon took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Sardonyx (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp).