Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Lewis's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Average lock. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Tim was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 11. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the north to a Weaver, Ralf learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Ralf has worked very hard to control his curse. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insane, Forgetful, Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 500 sp. Eye agate (8 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Silver pearl (80 gp). 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shortspear, but if one is not available he will default to his longbow. His brown hair is cut short. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Cory was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 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. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

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 has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. 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 is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1900 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).