Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has no hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. His auburn hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Balimaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the west. Balimaar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: To be a Soapmaker again; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is short and black. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Zunn was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1200 gp.