Description: This late middle aged man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze and is in decent physical shape. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His parents enrolled him in a Paladin school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is short and white. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Blacksmith. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Guy was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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 Blacksmith. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 6'3" and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His red hair is singed and shortened. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a sage again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 70000 cp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He has no hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.