Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. 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 is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Debt, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His tied-back hair is golden. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

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

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a Bowyer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Theodoric was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and doesn't want to be a bowyer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. Tourmaline (50 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished shortspear as well. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. At a young age his mother died while driving off some drow. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shortspear use. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kody fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Gilbert took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.