Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. He wears his auburn hair down. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Lance was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Marshal. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born in the north. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Marshal. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Bonds: Rich, Job, In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 60 pp. Red-brown spinel (100 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he has the majority of his body covered in plate. His auburn hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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, Ernest is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Ernest lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and doesn't want to be a farmer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and dresses like a well dressed Sellsword does. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His parents enrolled him in a Monk school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sellsword for hire.

Motivation: To be a Dyer again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 500 gp. Obsidian (9 gp).

Description: 6'1" and muscular, this northern man wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. He has red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Roofer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp. Star rose quartz (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.