Description: He wears long strands of amethyst and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is physically well-built. His chestnut hair is long and unkept. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and grey robe with the hood down. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. At a young age his mother died while driving off some dire rats. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in crossbow use. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and doesn't want to be a fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 160 pp. Golden pearl (140 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Iolite (60 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He worked as a nervous Roofer and found it very stressful. He struck the Roofer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Shy, Forgetful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Roofer

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

Possessions: 3000 cp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Amber (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a black coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head, marred by teas. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Olunt took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Olunt was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.