Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears just a black suit. His black hair is braided into rings. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: The child of a Courier, who enjoyed hunting, Radomir was taken on many hunting expeditions. He found a children's book about a Halfling Warrior 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 has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1800 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and is pretty ugly. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears just a black suit, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has brown hair. His eyes are likewise white.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 74. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Gifted from a young age, Modean studied abroad. His childhood dream was to be a Guard, but he was a colossal failure. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His brown fur is unkempt and raggedy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 sp.