Description: He wears long strands of jet and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and he perpetually has his crossbow ready. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. 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, Manfred is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 500 gp. Sard (80 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Malachite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears a fancy black suit. He wears his brown hair up. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. A true patriot, Caeldrim would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Caeldrim reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has worked as a Fortune-teller like his mother before him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Religious, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 400 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 is physically well-built. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born to a Ploughman, his mother struggled to pay the bills. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Aerdeth was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 sp. Blue quartz (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.