Description: This man is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He worked as a nervous Ploughman and found it very stressful. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Ploughman for the past few years.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's in love

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Rolf will drive conversation. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He sports a flattop fur cut. 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 will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Miller

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. 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 swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Beloril is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Beloril was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 5000 cp. Jet (60 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Uthemar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden pearl (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.