Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He sports a long blonde beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. After a long history of fighting, Kyle and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'3" when asserting himself. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. A true patriot, Lance would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Map Maker profession.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Ploughman hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Ploughman for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Ploughman responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Pacifist, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp).

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. 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: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Chrysoprase (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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 very much looks the part of a Weaver. His hair is black and very short. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. A gifted student he started as a Blacksmith, but he got bored and became a Weaver. He has worked as a Weaver like his mother before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue quartz (8 gp).