Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He wears his silver hair up. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His long brown fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Silent was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Terse. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Ahvain 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. Ahvain decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Fortune-teller again; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 13000 cp. 1 Good lock. 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: He dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and carries crossbows. His hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.