Description: This light-skinned male is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Norman was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears long strands of ruby and short violet dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He got into the Carter business at a young age. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Carter for the past few years.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his right hand. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 900 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it and is in decent physical shape. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Percival does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 700 gp. Citrine (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.