Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a Ploughman first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Miner does. He sports a flattop fur cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. He worked as a nervous Miner and found it very stressful. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An older man who wears just a black suit, he is not a threatening figure. His long purple hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His black eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. He is obsessed with his god.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her scarlet crest is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Quespa was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Quespa's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and regain custody of her daughter

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 140 gp. Banded agate (11 gp). 3 Alchemist’s fire.