Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker green hat.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. 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, Norman is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. 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. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears just a violet suit. He wears his chestnut hair up. This gray eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He struck the Sculptor job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. His tied-back hair is red. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. 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, Jocelyn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Warlock school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Jocelyn was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are gray.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Ploughman. He's also a talented Cook, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Human compassion; and balancing his hectic life and new ploughman responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Manfred was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Manfred took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.