Description: He wears a tan vest and prefers yellow and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of whips, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

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 made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 340 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. She carries with her a set of morningstars on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She has no fur. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep yellow.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: To prove her worth to the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 41000 sp. Fire opal (1000 gp). Iolite (20 gp). 3 Thunderstones. 3 Thunderstones. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. She keeps her chestnut hair in a flapper bob. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 31. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. After coming to the age of reason, Prosperine took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. 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: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. She wears dull white sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed sai, just in case, marred by beers. Her chestnut hair is still thick. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1800 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Peridot (60 gp).