Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is cut short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. 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 brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roondar 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 to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Iolite (50 gp). Rose (50 gp).

Description: He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his halberd, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'5" when asserting himself. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Fargrim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 Butcher. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new butcher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses like a well dressed Map Maker does. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Map Maker for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His blue hair is still thick. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: The child of a Masseuse, who enjoyed hunting, Chem was taken on many hunting expeditions. His parents enrolled him in a Druid school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 2000 sp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (2000 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (100 gp).