Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blue hair is long and unkept. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born in the west. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. He is portly but not overly obese. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in a small mountains village. A gifted student he started as a Animal Trainer, but he got bored and became a Bather. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bather.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Racist, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: Money/treasure; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'7". He wears a red vest and prefers brown and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. He wears a mask on his face.

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 job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: The child of a Blacksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Thervan was taken on many hunting expeditions. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Chalcedony (20 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 18. 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 cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 800 sp.