Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a tan tunic with black highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has shaved his head bald. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born in the south. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Emotional, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: He was born into a rich family. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Human compassion; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He tends to wear a violet poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He takes great joy in being the best Locksmith in town.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 Locksmith. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Locksmith for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Ralf was born with his mother's beautiful face. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.