Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with green slacks. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Roger fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered green hat.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He struck the Barkeep job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Ralf lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Weaver they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stylist, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Adventurer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is greedy

Flaws: Insane, PTSD, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in the south. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 gp. Malachite (16 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp).