Description: 5'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Gilbert took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. 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 reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This man wears a blue shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is white and curly. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Wymar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bounty Hunter work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bounty Hunter work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Rich, Debt. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 7000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1600 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1300 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born into a rich family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'1". He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe, and his gloved hand is found clutching a crossbow. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. Rolf enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Rolf was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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. Rolf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.