Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He wears his silver hair up. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 16000 sp. Amethyst (80 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His red hair is braided into rings. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Military, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 20000 sp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Navigator. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Marshal they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Navigator, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He got into the Bricklayer business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Soapmaker, but he got bored and became a Bricklayer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bricklayer for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 25000 cp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is short and chestnut. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

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. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in the west to a Ploughman, Balimaar learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his 17th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Ploughman for hire.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and balancing his hectic life and new ploughman responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Iolite (80 gp). Azurite (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.