Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is typically in his Banker uniform. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Banker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a tan coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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 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 eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Eberk liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This malnourished man wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. His white crest has been sun bleached extensively. 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 is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. A true patriot, Valorean would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Valorean and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 sp. Amber (70 gp).

Description: 6'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He keeps his scarlet crest in a pixie cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Gorbundus fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 6000 cp. Malachite (15 gp).