Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has white hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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 remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Shane embodies much of what other species detest in the Humans. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Shane never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He tends to wear a blue poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 Weaver. He's also a talented Sage, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.