Description: This western man wears dull blue sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is chestnut and very short. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Anthony will drive conversation. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His golden hair is braided into rings. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Charles isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Moss agate (15 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he very much looks the part of a Marshal. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 Marshal. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, brown shirt, and black tie. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rolf studied abroad. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Barber. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 3 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Lance was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. Lance took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 100 gp. Solid gold idol (400 gp).