Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is an epitome of beauty. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When Tordek reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars. She has moderate length black hair. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and balancing her hectic life and new layabout responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: This man prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He has brown eyes and a yellow hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He got into the Barrister business at a young age. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He became a Barrister soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has done his best to style his white fur to look like a famous performer. His copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 600 sp. Chalcedony (30 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Black pearl (400 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival 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 he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.