Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a blue shirt with thin green vertical stripes and brown pants. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Alberich took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He stands about 4'9" and wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Lucan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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 has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is long and black with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small pastel clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Ruler and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Military, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 6000 gp. A small bag of saffron. (50 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1100 gp). Silver ewer (50 gp). Silver ewer (50 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (70 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (400 gp).

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a longsword on his belt. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He found a children's book about a Dwarf 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. After a long history of fighting, Vondal and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1200 sp.