Description: He wears a brown tunic with black highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. He is physically well-built. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Vlorn wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He works hard and plays hard.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. Rock crystal (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He worked as a nervous Fletcher and found it very stressful. He tends to his Fletcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white crest. He wears a black tunic with brown highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has a hunchback. His white crest is smooth and relatively long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: Heskan is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Healer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Clerebold was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Shipwright. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 sp. Jet (160 gp).