Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His first spouse was a Map Maker, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Banker and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and carries lances. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Percival was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, 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 Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, In love. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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. Robert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has moderate length black hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He worked as a nervous Bricklayer and found it very stressful. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

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

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 50 pp.