Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a white scarf. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Soapmaker. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Lewis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is short and chestnut. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 35. 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. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he wants to get laid

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 300 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1900 gp).

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 pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his whip. He has shaved his head bald. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Oppleby was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Barber. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He sports yellow clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His crest is scarlet, silky, and of moderate length. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Fax was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and carries shortspears. His auburn 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 quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. His childhood dream was to be a Slave Trader, but he was a colossal failure. He's also a talented Slave Trader, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a slave trader again

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

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

Possessions: 300 gp.