Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a white shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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, Henry is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small forest village. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bowyer. He tends to his Bowyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Anselm was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anselm fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Cook again; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Lazy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, In love, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. He carries with him a set of tridents, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has moderate length golden hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Weaver

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

Possessions: 100 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man is typically in his Miller uniform and is in decent physical shape. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Percival was born the youngest of three triplets. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Miller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Miller.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Joker, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 500 gp.