Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Healer father left him crippled. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He very much looks the part of a Marshal. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise blue.

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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to be a cartwright again

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 has the majority of his body covered in plate. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His skin is flawless and his silver eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He is physically well-built. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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 he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 gp. White opal (1500 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Jet (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt and is in decent physical shape. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: He got into the Scribe business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Scribe work with an outfit from a few towns over. Scribe work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new scribe responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp). Blue-white diamond (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.