Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He became a Guard soon after.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Nature, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is typically in his Body Guard uniform. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He got into the Body Guard business at a young age. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Body Guard.

Motivation: To be a Miner again; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a green cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. Her green crest is thinning but still full. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: This man wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Theren was born with his father's beautiful face. Through the years after Theren was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Theren's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bowyer and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'6" western man, he usually wears his grey robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Percival took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. Banded agate (14 gp).