Description: This man wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 700 gp. Emerald (1000 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Malachite (6 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears dull yellow sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. His hair is auburn and very short. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

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. A true patriot, Anthony would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Anthony lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Anthony was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Military, Family, Rich, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 80 pp. Golden yellow topaz (800 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His gray fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His yellow eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Five was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Miller business.

History: Hobart lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Guardian. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 gp.