Description: This man is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Morkral was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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 feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His white eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born in a small island village. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Body Guard responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Passionate, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 pp.