Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has golden hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. Hork was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Weaver. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. He keeps his red crest in a flapper bob. He has red eyes and a grey hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He's also a talented Stableman, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are amber.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. 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: He comes from a rich western family. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. After months of barely getting by, Enialis 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, In love, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. Rose (70 gp).

Description: This man wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His auburn hair is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Family, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is in excellent shape and 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 golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. 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, Charles is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Charles abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 50 gp.