Description: This man stands a little under 6'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Gardener does, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'4" when asserting himself. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 54. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Born in the south to a Gardener, Ralf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Ralf was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He tends to his Gardener job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: 6'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears just a white suit. He has shaved his head bald. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Revenge; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. His hair is short and chestnut. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Shane is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Shane was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Shane was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, marred by sweets. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Lance is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Black pearl (600 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.