Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His golden hair is knotted and matted. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist, Mundane. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He carries a battered shield and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His blonde hair is lengthy. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Adran was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Einkil was born the youngest of three triplets. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Map Maker they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Sailor, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To be a Map Maker again; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a trident on his belt, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a Servant, his mother struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Banker and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 600 sp.