Description: 6'2" and muscular, this southern man is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His white hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. 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, Barakas is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Barakas liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barber.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His red hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a white shirt, with a brown mid length skirt with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her chestnut hair is cut short. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Fistula is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Fistula was born with her mother's beautiful face. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fistula fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 110 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (100 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He was taken from his home at a very young age. After a long history of fighting, Dayereth and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and carries tridents. He has wavy black hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson grey hat.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Carter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Carter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Carter for the past few years.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Jeweler; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Military, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 150 gp. Golden pearl (110 gp).