Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

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. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Architect they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mercenary, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with tan pants. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears his blonde hair down. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Diggory will drive conversation. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Ruler but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A freak accident while working with his Brewer mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Extrovert, Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He takes great joy in being the best Barkeep in town.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He's also a talented Stableman, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and usually wears his white robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. He has brown hair. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Wymar and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 gp.