Description: He 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, and carries monstrous two handed axes. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erias fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Brottor will drive conversation. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Scribe business.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 sp. A roughly beaten golden orb (170 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: Born in the south to a Crown-heir, Grisha learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Half-Orc companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Purson took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 18000 cp. Carnelian (80 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp).