Description: This malnourished man prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. His white hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Miles wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Commoner, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He wears long strands of jet and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Jocelyn was born with his father's beautiful face. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Fire opal (1200 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, marred by chocolates. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is baby faced.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in the south. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. Tourmaline (130 gp). Blue star sapphire (1400 gp). Amber (130 gp).

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His silver hair is still thick. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Clerebold liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a spice merchant again

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). Silver ewer (90 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).

Description: Standing 5'4", this man is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Randal speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp.