Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has auburn hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 96. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born in the south. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished spear as well. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His black fur is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 18000 sp.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak, and is pretty ugly. Her hair is long and white with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small tan clips. She has brown eyes.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in the east to a Ploughman, Tiaathque learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 3000 cp.