Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He carries a battered lance and tarnished flail as well. His silver hair is long and unkept. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 37. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Gomory 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 tends to his Butcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Engraver again.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 43000 sp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'0" and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. After a long history of fighting, Miles and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. 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's repulsed by the PC; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 18000 cp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a simple brown robe with tan stripes complete with hood. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing singing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.