Description: He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. His white hair is braided into rings. 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 very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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 got into the Tailor business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Tailor for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His brown hair is heavily combed to the left. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. The war was a terrible time for him, and Folgûm does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: The child of a Knight, who enjoyed hunting, Folgûm was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. After a long history of fighting, Folgûm and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a husky man, who tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Crown-heir. After a long history of fighting, Thar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and balancing his hectic life and new crown-heir responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Star rose quartz (80 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a scimitar on his belt. His white hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He worked as a nervous Marshal and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 40000 cp. Red spinel (120 gp). Zircon (30 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dreali does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: The child of a Mortician, who enjoyed hunting, Dreali was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.