Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a long, blue cloak. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Religious, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His golden hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Raymond took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raymond fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears brown trousers with green and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts, and carries pickaxes. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 14000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He has gray eyes and a pastel hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He is a Bookbinder first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he wants to get laid

Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Military, Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a black shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.