Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in earthy colors with a black and grey handkerchief worn on his right side. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Fenriz never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Flaws: Emotional, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, In love, Guardian. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

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 wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Faran is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Faran was born the youngest of three triplets. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She has a missing left leg. She wears a yellow vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her yellow boots flare out at the collars. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. Her gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Rosamund was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. The family's rival house kidnapped her sister with the intent that her sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Jeweler and was forced into it by her family; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Kite took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Sculptor.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish, Greedy. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Average lock.