Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: He stands about 5'0" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Solomon was born the youngest of three triplets. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Unemployed they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Scribe, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and doesn't want to be a scribe and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 6000 sp. Citrine (30 gp). Eye agate (5 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. Her hair is cut close to her head. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her father. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is content; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of daggers, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Adelard isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Adelard was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cartwright hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.