Description: This man is very fat, and wears a pastel vest and prefers yellow and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His bronze crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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 has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This light-skinned male typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull white iron scale mail. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His brown hair is cut short. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Gifted from a young age, Dondon studied abroad. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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 being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His white fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. After coming to the age of reason, Trail took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted martial powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Depressed. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

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

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Ploughman does. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in the west to a Ploughman, Marbas learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has achieved small success as a Ploughman.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ploughman responsibilities is difficult; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with green slacks. He carries a battered shortspear and tarnished crossbow as well. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with 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 graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roge fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and many giants want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 300 pp.