Description: This man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Manfred grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 Merchant. 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: Expand his business; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Gardener mother left him crippled. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Simple lock. 1 Hourglass.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Cook arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 38000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'6", this man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Cartwright. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cartwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cartwright work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Cartwright responsibilities is difficult; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears a black shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Wymar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.