Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Paelias was born the youngest of three triplets. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. 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: To unite with his brother; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Family, Religious. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 Tailor. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Tailor for hire.

Motivation: To be a Baker again; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 6000 cp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). 1 Smokesticks.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears tattered old clothes. Her black fur is lengthy. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and carries swords. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Thoradin was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This southern man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His clothes are grease stained in places. His silver crest is thinning but still full. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born in the south to a Shipwright, Srorthen learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shipwright hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2800 sp. 2 Antitoxin. 3 Acid flasks.