Description: He is a mite stocky and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is white and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 88. 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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He sports a flattop hair cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Thradal will drive conversation. He is an amazing painter.

History: Thradal was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His golden hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His hair is brown and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Andram took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and he has a crush on the local fisher

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Architect but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wiggens fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 4000 sp.