Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He is an epitome of beauty. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Recently a tribe of gnolls 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: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Solid gold idol (400 gp).

Description: This man is typically in his Marshal uniform, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. A gifted student he started as a Layabout, but he got bored and became a Marshal. After a long history of fighting, Nicholas and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and balancing his hectic life and new marshal responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears bulky green painted plate armor. He has wavy auburn hair. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When Heward reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heward fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Sailor; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 28000 sp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Buckler.

Description: He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his scythe. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Norman is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. 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 gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Norman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 38000 sp. Sardonyx (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.