Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Pallabar was born the youngest of three triplets. He worked as a nervous Body Guard and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Family, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and tan handkerchief worn on his right side, and carries greatswords. His crest is black and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a tan tunic with yellow highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

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. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp. Coral (80 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is braided into rings. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Expand his business; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 40 pp. Freshwater pearl (13 gp). 1 Backpack.

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 wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortspear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 47. 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. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt.