Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'7" and wears dull tan sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson tan hat.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Guardian, Slave. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2400 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a black shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'5". He wears just a blue suit, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sword. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His ears are large.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Blacksmith arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a shepherd again

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 400 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Azurite (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. His silver hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are blue 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. 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 the north. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He became a Armorer soon after.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 32000 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a simple black robe with brown stripes complete with hood. He has moderate length silver hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Lance has worked very hard to control his curse. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lance fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1800 sp.