Description: This late middle aged man is typically in his Ruler uniform and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He got into the Ruler business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Ruler. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Ruler.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ruler responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available she will default to her shield. She carries with her a set of shields, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her red hair is lengthy. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She works hard and plays hard.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with her Ploughman father left her crippled. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has styled his gold crest well, parting it to the right. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 50 gp. Tourmaline (40 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with violet colored cloaks and clothing. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fivin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the south. Fivin was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sculptor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'11". She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and her gloved hand is found clutching a hammer. She wears her gray fur down. Her eyes are copper.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Right-Handed was born with her father's beautiful face. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Barkeep. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.