Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull black iron scale mail. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: Gerald lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fortune-teller they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Layabout, and he later adopted a second daughter.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 19000 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and usually wears his white robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature trident.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This man dresses like a well dressed Weaver does. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Nicholas has worked very hard to control his curse. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Addict. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He is an epitome of beauty. He has shaved his head bald. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Gifted from a young age, Gunter studied abroad. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 700 gp.