Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His chestnut 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 pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Ernest never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Standing 5'8", this man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is cut short. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Percival does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 30000 cp. Citrine (50 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Black opal (1100 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured, and is pretty ugly. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. 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, Drogo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When Drogo reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Occupation: Mason

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is dressed in earthy colors with a white and brown handkerchief worn on his right side. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Don isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Don has worked very hard to control his curse. After a long history of fighting, Don and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black vest and prefers grey and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He worked as a nervous Miner and found it very stressful. He became a Miner soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.