Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Fortune-teller; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 33000 sp. Red-brown spinel (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp). Azurite (16 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a pastel poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He carries with him a set of pickaxes, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 900 gp. Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing yellow cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His red 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: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His first spouse was a Miner, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born to a Sage, his father struggled to pay the bills. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Balimaar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Guard

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

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has white hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

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 pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 sp.