Description: This late middle aged man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior and is in decent physical shape. His white hair is knotted and matted. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: The child of a Soapmaker, who enjoyed hunting, Tim was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tim 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's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Cook. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born into a rich family. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Roger grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Roger. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, grey shirt, and blue tie. Her blonde hair is singed and shortened. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She has all her life been fascinated with writing.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Emeny took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor she uses now. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has moderate length auburn hair. Her blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Avice is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Avice was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Avice abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sai.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 2000 sp. Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Zircon (20 gp).