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. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born in the north. A freak accident while working with his Scribe father left him crippled. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull violet iron scale mail. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. Dean abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Fletcher.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His ears are large.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears bulky blue painted plate armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Wymar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 Hunter. 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; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Anselm grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Anselm liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 12000 cp.