Description: He prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Henry isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Architect. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a trident on his belt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His crest is copper and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Nykkan was born with his father's beautiful face. Nykkan was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Nykkan decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This southern man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Korfel took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longsword.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Immigrant, Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp. Zircon (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of scimitars, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red hair is thinning but still full. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Morkral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Morkral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp).