Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a axe on his belt. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. He has gray eyes and a white hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Thomas was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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 has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Dilettante. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has dyed his greying blonde hair a little too much giving a sharp blonde color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a Fortune-teller, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has taken up work as a Mason and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a black vest and prefers red and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, marred by sweets. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Disease. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He stands about 6'2" and wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is greedy

Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Malachite (14 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Sard (20 gp).

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greatsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His hair is chestnut and very short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. 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: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.