Description: He wears a violet shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and white pants, and he perpetually has his mace ready. He wears his black hair up. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a green shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are violet.

Personality: Bûbol is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (400 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He usually wears his white robe and has his rapier always slung over his shoulder. His tied-back hair is white. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Gimgen took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A 3'1" southern man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. 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 the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Fulbar liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 gp.