Description: He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. He is physically well-built. He has wavy white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Pikar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his crossbow. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 130 gp. Rhodochrosite (16 gp).

Description: This eastern woman is abnormally tall. She typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Rohesia wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. She wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available she will default to her scimitar. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, Depressed. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 140 gp.