Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He carries a battered glaive and tarnished halberd as well. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his top grey hat.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, John is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. John 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He wears a simple grey robe with pastel stripes complete with hood. He carries with him a set of daggers on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Lance was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

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. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp. Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Freshwater pearl (12 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Amber (110 gp). Rich purple corundum (800 gp).

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His blue hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Amnon 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. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Job, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 120 gp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He is typically in his Fisher uniform. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His gray fur is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a sickle and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To be a Map Maker again.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.