Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Fletcher; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: 3'1" and muscular, this northern man is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, green shirt, and pastel tie. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Glassblower. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He worked as a nervous Glassblower and found it very stressful. He has achieved small success as a Glassblower.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He stands about 3'3" and wears a white armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Through the years after Tod was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Tod's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak. He has done his best to style his green crest to look like a famous performer. His eyes are gold.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He got into the Barkeep business at a young age. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He struck the Barkeep job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Debt. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2900 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears just a white suit. His head has been shaved. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. The war was a terrible time for him, and Hobart does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hobart was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 700 sp.