Description: This man wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Harbek is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She is dressed in earthy colors with a green and grey handkerchief worn on her left side. Her scarlet crest is still thick. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Stylist. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. He sports a flattop crest cut. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 gp. Emerald (1400 gp). Smoky quartz (40 gp). Obsidian (15 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a black armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. Her chestnut hair is braided into rings. Her silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her father. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 60 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1100 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (30 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp).