Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, grey shirt, and yellow tie. His red crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Gifted from a young age, Zedaar studied abroad. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Zedaar has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His hair is silver and very short. 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: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

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 does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Cynical, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Red garnet (40 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp).

Description: He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants, and carries scimitars. He keeps his rusty crest in a flapper bob. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in the north. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. 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 wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears long strands of topaz and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker grey hat.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Caeldrim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 sp.