Description: He is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. He carries a battered morningstar and tarnished bastard sword as well. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Shane was born with his father's beautiful face. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Shane was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Sellsword. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 800 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Pink pearl (140 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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, Norman is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mayor arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a white shirt with thin green vertical stripes and blue pants. He has no hair. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.