Description: He stands about 6'7" and wears a green collared shirt and grey pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his copper crest in a flapper bob. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson green hat.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Ruler work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ruler work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: He's in love; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is typically in his Sellsword uniform. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

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 dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has achieved small success as a Sellsword.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Black pearl (200 gp). Jasper (50 gp).

Description: He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor, and carries bows. His orange fur is heavily combed to the left. His green eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Trail was born the youngest of three triplets. Trail 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 15000 sp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Amber (40 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. He has moderate length silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Ar-Pratu was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.