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 white crest is unkempt and raggedy. His red eyes peer out from beneath his broad tan hat.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Miller. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born in the south to a Miller, Zedaar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Miller for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears long strands of jet and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. The war was a terrible time for him, and Thorpe does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 50 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp).

Description: 6'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Bounty Hunter for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Apothecary. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the south to a Apothecary, Beloril learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Beloril 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To be a Barkeep again; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His orange fur is braided into rings. His yellow eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Shivering liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.