Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Roland will drive conversation. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Roland was born on a far eastern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Sculptor. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His hair is white and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady white eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He is greedy; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Anverth grew up listening to his father's many stories. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 700 gp. Jeweled electrum ring (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1800 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This light-skinned male is wearing a long, pastel cloak. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. 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: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Jocelyn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Depressed, Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1 Smokesticks.