Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat, and he perpetually has his spear ready. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Guard born in the past three hundred years. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Theodoric was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Guard. He has achieved small success as a Guard.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Family, In love, Mentor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 100 gp. Red-brown spinel (110 gp).

Description: He wears a white tunic with yellow highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries a battered sword and tarnished shortspear as well. His tied-back hair is auburn. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a Merchant, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Percival was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Full Plate. 1 Full Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears an entirely black suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bookbinder arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He became a Bookbinder soon after.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100 gp. Jasper (70 gp). Banded agate (13 gp). Hematite (13 gp).