Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. His black crest is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Kerkad has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Junk Dealer.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is portly but not overly obese. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Solomon was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, 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 Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. Iolite (60 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His black hair is cut short. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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 is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his long brass crest kept up in a rat tail. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in the north to a Layabout, Heskan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Layabout.

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

Flaws: Cynical, Lazy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are amber 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 uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Veit reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 sp. Jade (90 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Moss agate (12 gp).