Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears just a green suit. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Lance took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Star rose quartz (80 gp). Hematite (11 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Alex liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Marshal does, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Everard was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He became a Marshal soon after.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears professional attire. He sports a flattop hair cut. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Ploughman born in the past three hundred years. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He is a Chromatic Dragon in disguise. Adam abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Ploughman and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.