Description: This man stands a little under 6'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his kukri with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Terse, Lazy, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 600 gp. Zircon (30 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he tends to wear a pastel poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Reynard took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a green shirt with thin white vertical stripes and black pants. Her blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born in the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 gp. Coral (80 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp).

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He carries a battered ceremonial dagger and tarnished dagger as well. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balimaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.