Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Everard took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Everard never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

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

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: In love, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has white hair. His ears are large.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born into a rich family. He found a children's book about a Human Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1000 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. The war was a terrible time for him, and Everard does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with black slacks. His hair is black and curly. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Gilbert took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.