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 hair is braided into rings. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Switch between two voices

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

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

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 passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. Black pearl (300 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears tattered old clothes. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man tends to wear a large black jacket. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his right hand. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Broce took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 11000 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses like a well dressed Miller does. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. 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: Born in the west to a Miller, Mindartis learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He's also a talented Body Guard, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Miller responsibilities is difficult; and expand his business

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

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 gp.