Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He wears his chestnut hair down. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. 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, Robert is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ploughman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden pearl (160 gp). Moonstone (50 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She prefers to wear red pants and tee shirts. Her golden hair is long and unkept. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She got into the Glassblower business at a young age. Her childhood dream was to be a Marshal, but she was a colossal failure. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 100 gp. Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Aldous was born the youngest of three triplets. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family, Debt. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Reynard lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Ploughman they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stylist, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stylist and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 800 gp.