Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze, and carries shields. His rusty crest is still thick. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 69. 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. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 6'4" and prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his rusty crest in a pixie cut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. After a long history of fighting, Pandjed and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears tattered old clothes. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a fancy brown suit. He carries a battered axe and tarnished shield as well. His silver hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Anselm's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 sp. Alexandrite (500 gp).

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. His skin is also unnaturally pale. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Eberk was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Layabout they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Fletcher, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fletcher and was forced into it by his family; and dwarven compassion

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Superior lock.