Description: He is a mite stocky and is dressed in earthy colors with a violet and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. He has wavy black hair. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is an amazing painter.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 130 gp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp).

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a pastel coat. She keeps her long lavender fur kept up in a rat tail. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Kite was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Kite's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1400 gp. Violet garnet (1100 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (800 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Orcs. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Brug abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Stableman again.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Guard who has hired him part-time. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Percival took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp.