Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs, and is pretty ugly. His red crest is long and unkept. He has gold eyes and a black hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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, Rhogar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. His childhood dream was to be a Bricklayer, but he was a colossal failure. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Server for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a bricklayer again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1 Silver holy symbol.

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 is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. She has shaved her head bald. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her amber eyes.

Personality: She hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is a great chef.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is greedy; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and is pretty ugly. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Quarion's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Quarion was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with yellow slacks. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. A true patriot, Thamuz would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a Carter, his father struggled to pay the bills. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Apothecary. He has worked as a Apothecary like his father before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Poor, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Sard (40 gp). Obsidian (6 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'4". He has the majority of his body covered in plate, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thradal grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Sage and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.