Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a blue coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he usually wears his black robe and has his scythe always slung over his shoulder. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Patrick was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, white shirt, and blue tie and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Weaver but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Percival has worked very hard to control his curse. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Addict, Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: This man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has moderate length black hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He keeps his blonde hair in a flapper bob. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Trey was born the youngest of three triplets. A freak accident while working with his Roofer mother left him crippled. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Brewer for the past few years.

Motivation: Revenge; and doesn't want to be a brewer and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp.