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 usually wears his brown robe and has his ceremonial dagger always slung over his shoulder. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Watson never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is greedy

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich, In love. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Roge was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, 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 Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 6000 sp. Hematite (15 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Raer took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.