Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat, and he perpetually has his whip ready. He keeps his chestnut hair in a flapper bob. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Dean will drive conversation. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Butcher 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 20000 sp. Rose (20 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Red garnet (50 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. Miles was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Masseuse. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Drogo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Aquamarine (600 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears professional attire. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are green.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside his partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.