Description: This malnourished man likes to wear grey tank tops with tan pants. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Rangrim was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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. 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: Doesn't want to be a Marshal and was forced into it by his family; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Greedy, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 pp. Black pearl (600 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Moonstone (50 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, black cloak, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His beige fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His ears are large.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Lone hails from a village terrorized by giants. He married young, but lost his spouse to giants. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has no hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Adrik hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. 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 a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fisher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears baggy red pantaloons and a yellow scarf. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his blonde hair down. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 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 was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. Heian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.