Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 99. 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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Cook but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Anthony was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents enrolled him in a Monk school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp. Zircon (80 gp).

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Norman wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 25000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is dressed in earthy colors with a red and blue handkerchief worn on his left side. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Rolf was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's also a talented Dilettante, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress) and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Bernard took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 gp.