Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. Lewis 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 left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Coral (100 gp).

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His black fur has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 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, Opinionated. Flaws: Addict, Selfish, Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He usually wears his white robe and has his morningstar always slung over his shoulder. He has white hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber 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. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Stannor was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Knight. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Bowyer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Bowyer.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears professional attire. He wears his auburn hair up. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born in the north. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This man is very fat, and sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to protect his home

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Terse. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Breastplate.