Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears bulky black painted plate armor. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Solomon enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Solomon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 has worked as a Dilettante like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a mercenary again

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His ears are large.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 2400 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). A small bag of saffron. (20 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Apothecary. The war was a terrible time for him, and Manfred does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Manfred was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Bard, 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 Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'3" northern man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Sard (70 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty pastel coat over it. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature quarterstaff.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Hematite (5 gp).