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 long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small green clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Through the years after Roland was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Roland's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Roland fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy gold crest. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a hunchback. His gold crest is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. 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, Torinn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Torinn was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 230 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed flail, just in case. He has wavy white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Broce's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Crown-heir arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. After months of barely getting by, Broce managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Fibblestib was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Courier. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 10000 sp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the north were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 400 sp.