Description: He wears baggy green pantaloons and a tan scarf, and carries morningstars. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the north. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. His hair is white and very short. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Balimaar was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his halberd, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His silver hair is lengthy. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ernest isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 sp. Tourmaline (80 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When Heward reached his early adolescence his Human father 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Fletcher. 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: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.