Description: This man stands a little under 3'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His tied-back hair is golden. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. 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. Broce took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and balancing his hectic life and new miller responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull green iron scale mail. He carries a battered trident and tarnished nunchaku as well. His red hair is still thick. He is baby faced.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Jeweled gold crown (2000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a green collared shirt and blue pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears his dark red hair down. His black eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. 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: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Chrysoprase (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a green shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and white pants, and is pretty ugly. His silver hair is braided into rings. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 32. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Anverth was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Mason, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.