Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a sword on his belt. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 600 gp. Hematite (15 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His head has been shaved. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 54. 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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Farmer business.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (140 gp).

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'8" when asserting himself. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Patrick wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Patrick is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mayor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He's in love; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and he perpetually has his sai ready. His blonde hair is still thick. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Frederick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He usually wears his tan robe and has his pickaxe always slung over his shoulder. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Mercenary father left him crippled. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1300 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). 8 Acid flasks.