Description: He wears a grey costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has golden hair. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. The war was a terrible time for him, and Hubert does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Professionalism, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Red spinel (90 gp). 2 Antitoxin.

Description: 3'11" and muscular, this southern man typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 sp. Golden pearl (40 gp).

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Shy. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 110 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: With yellow face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a red collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a yellow scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has no hair. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Burto was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Fearful. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.