Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with black slacks. He has done his best to style his dark red hair to look like a famous performer. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Nicor abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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 desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His silver crest, when down, is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Quarethon was born with his father's beautiful face. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: Standing 6'1", this man wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His auburn hair is long and unkept. 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 has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A freak accident while working with his Locksmith mother left him crippled. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1800 sp. Hematite (10 gp).

Description: He wears a brown coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His hair is black and curly. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Blacksmith. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Rolen was born the youngest of three triplets. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Blacksmith.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

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 hair is always cut to a buzz. His ears are large.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Pallabar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 29000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.