Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with green slacks. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Scribe.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Jade (130 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). 1 Superior lock. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is an epitome of beauty. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Lewis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Lewis 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 has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Mason again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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 suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Balimaar grew up listening to his father's many stories. Balimaar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortspear.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His hair is chestnut and curly. 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 shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is greedy; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1200 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a quarterstaff on his belt. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 sp.