Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a tight fitting pastel shirt and pants. His bronze crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. 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 the only child of a wealthy merchant. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 42000 sp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a hammer on his belt. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Barrister born in the past three hundred years. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. He's also a talented Miller, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He likes to wear yellow tank tops with pastel pants. His brown hair is knotted and matted. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: The child of a Bricklayer, who enjoyed hunting, Ekemon was taken on many hunting expeditions. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: This man wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Athletic. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'1" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Gimurt was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Baker. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 360 gp.