Description: He stands about 6'1" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. 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 was raised by priests from a young age. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 5000 sp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). 2 Smokesticks. 2 Smokesticks. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: The child of a Weaver, who enjoyed hunting, Wymar was taken on many hunting expeditions. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Wymar was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Military, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a green tunic with white highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Coral (110 gp). 1 Good lock. 1 Silk rope. 1 Good lock.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears red trousers with violet and brown striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 45. 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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. Fire opal (500 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he very much looks the part of a Sage. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sage hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently the stress of being a Sage has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Black pearl (900 gp).